There's a scar on my lip One that you can't help but kiss From when I was a kid I got it like this See, I was three years old, maybe younger still Crashed headlong into a window sill And was surprised when I broke instead of it That's the scar that's on my lip That's what you're kissing when we kiss When you leave, you will be fine You will be fine When it gets real late So late that it's not late anymore And I'm alone, awake Just creaking with the floors I can beg the sun to let me sleep Don't know what stake it holds in the hours I keep I'll push it down, but these burning hands won't seem to do All my efforts fall right through The morning makes me think of you 'Cos when you leave, you will be fine You will be fine But if we're talking about distractions Everything is a distraction Except when your blood flows 'Cos your heart beats And when your ribs rise 'Cos your lungs breathe And if the earth moves Where would you be With what you love more? Where does that put me? When you leave, you will be fine You will be fine You will be fine