Faithless — We Come 1

All the subtle flavours of my life have become Bitter seeds and poisoned leaves without you You represent what's true I drain the colour from the sky and turn blue without you These arms lack a purpose Flappin' like a hummingbird, I'm nervous 'Cause I'm the left eye, you're the right Would it not be madness to fight? We come 1 In you the song which rights my wrongs In you the fullness of living The power to begin again From right now in you We come 1 (We come 1) We come 1 We come We come 1 I'm unafraid, never, never scared Worries washed, pressed, aired I am the left eye, you're the right Would it not be madness to fight? We come 1