Fading lines from jets divide the sky, Like deep scratches from your fingernail. Filed down to trace my lonely heart, Perfectly drawn, this is how i know. Where do you hide? I'd do anything to know where you are. All of my life, I've been waiting to know where you are. Leave the room, alone i might confess. Ensure me that no one hears a single thing i say. Every word pours from my lonely heart, Perfectly said, this is how i know. I won't believe that i'll live alone.