

We used to talk until the morning light
Now we just pass like shadows in the hall
You leave your keys upon the counter top
No words are left between us anymore
The signal's dropping low
I watch the colors go
Are we just letting go?
Static on the wire,
we are fading out
Losing all the heat that we were built about
Yeah, the line is quiet and the screen is cold
Slipping right out of the hand I used to hold I
see you online but you're miles away
A thousand pictures that we never trace
We became strangers with a shared address
Just trying to organize the quiet mess
Can we reboot it?
Can we find the spark?
Or are we destined to get lost in the dark? (ohhh)
Static on the wire,
we are fading out
Losing all the heat that we were built about Yeah,
the line is quiet and the screen is cold
Slipping right out of the hand I used to hold Fading out
We're fading out (hummmm)