Air - Rayvon Owen, Gummy

I don’t know what we ever had

The memory of our love is like a ghost inside my head

We’re just two strangers in a bed

The love we built together is hanging by a tread

We let the lights burn out

we’ve got nothing left to talk about

We know the clock is counting down

There’s nothing that we can do

Let call this love what it is

Some broken glass an empty seat

There’s nothing left to defeat

We’ve tried and tried

Its like holding on to air

Holding on to air

Something that’s not even there

Holding on to air

We keep trying to raise the dead

Waiting for a future that we know we’ll never have

We’re just a fading silhouette

There’s no use holding on

Its time to face the end

We let the lights burn out

We’ve got nothing left to talk about

We know the clock is counting down

There’s nothing that we can do

whoaaa

Let call this love what it is

Some broken glass an empty seat

There’s nothing left to defeat

We’ve tried and tried

Its like holding on to air

Holding on to air

something that’s not even there

Like holding on to air

whoaaa

Torn hearts

they don’t like

be bled out and run dry

This is it

We both cried

We don’t have to hide

Let call this love what it is

We’re holding on to the air (holding on to air)

Holding on to the air (Hooold)

Something that’s not even there

Holding on to the air

whoaaa