To Be Lost, To Be Found

You write your name
In the amber
Of my iPhone light

As I pray
To remember
How your hips matched the time

Maybe we're going down
Or maybe we're coming round
To be lost, and to be found
In your arms

Yola skates
On the water
When the text comes in

Leaves Berlin
Takes a night train
Wakes up to amber light again

Maybe we're going down
Or maybe we're coming round
Cause I've been lost and I've been found
In your arms



Credits
Writer(s): David Arp
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