Without a Name - Lady Lamb

I knew it was you by the broadness of your shoulders

Saw you walking down the road, facing away from me, just a couple years older

How strange to want to tell you everything and nothing all at once

Wouldn’t it be nice to be outside of time?

Flying kites deep into no night

Until no sun shines its light through everyone

Holy skin when heartbreak don’t have a place

Without a name for it

When we take our time

When we take our time

When we take our time

And throw it by the wayside

When we take our time

When we take our time

When we take our time

And throw it by the wayside

Wouldn’t it be grand to hold your hand

Out in the snow and not feel how cold it all is?

'Cause cold feels like a kiss without a name for it