Broods - Medicine

Take me to the other side 'Cause my hands are as cold as ice Leave a heart-shaped hole in my chest As the thoughts of you leave my head Oh and it's the only way It's the, it's the only way Oh it's the only way It's the, it's the only way Oh it's the only way It's the, it's the only way Out And you're my storm I can't compete And I'm forlorn now, moving only on your breeze I'll never be free And I'll never be free When I've got nothing left to lose I wonder what I'll find Without the simple sight of you To give me peace in mind But you're my storm I can't compete And I'm forlorn, moving only on your breeze I'll never be free And I'll never be free