Lletres: Our Lady Peace. Healthy In Paranoid Times. Apology.

You, you're me
I'm the lock, you're the key
You're the air, the air, I breathe
But tonight I'm choking

You ... are ... my ... life ...
You ... are ... my ... life ...

You, you're the sea
I'm the waves crashing
I'm the ground
The ground under your feet
I'm a liar, a thief
And I, am an apology

You ... are ... my ... life ...
You ... are ... my ... life ...

You ... are ... my ... life ...
You ... are ... my ... life ...

Don't go
Don't go
Don't go
Don't go
Don't go