More — Alison Moyet

It's the stain on the moon It's your idiot name It's the noise in the noise The gift of the game It's the fruit that we bear The peach that I bore It's you and it's me and it should have been more

It's the choice that I made It's the maid that you chose It's the slip in the slide From fingers to toes It's the song of out there The pull of the door It's you and it's me and it should have been more

What if I could say now, what if I could say Everything I meant now, everything

It's only hours, only days Sat in Libra's Bowl, where it's all, it's all, it's all It's all, balancing

It's the black in the grate The smoke in the sink It's the ether that you and I Opted to drink It's the tooth that was chipped On the first ever kiss It's you and it's me and that's what it is