Gently you're pressing my hand in my heart
And a cursor is moving and leaving some space
Do you hear my heartbeat crossing the line
Do you feel your blood run out of your heart
The meaning is leaving from a harbour of words
And they're drying the ocean, absorbing the tears
While nothing's staying the same
Do you hear my footsteps climbing down stairs
Do you feel these thousands of needles
-They're drying the ocean of mine
Have you ever seen the date line
Do you hear my heartbeat crossing the line
Do you feel your blood run out of your heart
Do you hear my footsteps climbing down stairs
Do you feel these thousands of needles
