There's a dying wish in every sunset,
I know another day's coming,
oh i know another night is on its way,
But hearts stop every day,
and i can't hear yours play,
oh hearts stop every day,
and i can't hear yours play

we are all thiefs,
you, me and people in those streets,
we all steal what we can,
from echother lives, from eachother's pains,
say you're leaving, i know you're stealing all you can,
all you can from me.