Hermila

So I calculate every move, every step On the ice, beyond shades, on the sharpest of blades So I calculate every move, every step On the shadow in the light, on the last breath at night But when my heart stops I'm letting you go There'll be another one, To follow you home When my heart stops I'm making the call To send another one, I'll send another one I follow you down to the edge of town In the car behind, with a face in my hand I see the man, hiding from the bridge at night I see him crying in my sleep But when my heart stops I'm letting you go There'll be another one, To follow you home When my heart stops I'm making the call To send another one, I'll send another one