Warm Machine - Big Search

Can’t talk to you through word of mouth

Tell me something you don’t know about

I’m done returning, feet aren’t on the ground

I can’t hear you when you jump and shout

If you can find no words to exchange

You can try but it won’t be the same

You will cry those big blue tears

You will know that I was here

Your mind is changing, you got turned around

But you won’t tell me what it’s all about

You can hide the in the warmth of the sea

But you will know exactly where I’ll be

In your winter daze I’m a warm machine

In your winter daze I’m a warm machine