More than us, We are them They don't know, What's in their hands It's more than you and it's more than I But it's more, Everybody calls it love, but I'm not really sure if it's love, at all Not any more. More than he, More than she They all sleep, but we just dream More or less, means more for us but it's more, everybody wants a hand, but I'm too busy holding up the world To carry on, No not any more I wish that I could fly fly fly away and if I should fall and you hear me call would you stay More than us and we are them They don't know what's in their head It's more than you and it's more than I but it's more everybody calls it love, I'm not really sure if this is love at all not anymore,