It starts feeling now    It still won't see it's his    It makes no inference of difference    Faint from lack of air    It makes a whistle with a twistle    But no one can hear    As long as I could    Didn't stay long    I had to go away to stay    So I'm happy here    Cause here is where the heart is   You and me    I know you think that too    Into another    Am I dead    Into another   Sleep in Harlow's bed   Sleep in Harlow's bed   Listening to our tune    Am I dead   I can read your lips    With headphone and volume on    And in a clinical term I've heard it said    "Everything is beautiful, but nothing hurt"    Into another    Am I dead    Into another   You and me    You and me   Sleep in Harlow's bed   Sleep in Harlow's bedAm I dead