The Space

Haunted by a chill in the air Shivers down my spine when you're around The space between my fingers shows how close I am To driving straight to your door Driving straight to your door Haunted by a chill in the air The very same that blew through your hair The space between my fingers is growing thin Oh, it won't be long Oh, it won't be long Oh, I'd chase the sun right out the sky If it meant one more night with you Oh, I'd do it all Damn this chill in the air Can't escape this chill in the air The part of me that's suddenly alive The space between my fingers does not exist I'm on my way I'm on my way It may be too late But I'd put it all out on the line I know exactly what I'd say to you If I had the strength to try Oh, I'd chase the sun right out the sky If it meant one more night with you Oh, I'd do it all Damn this chill in the air