If I was 17, would you think of me meanly? Would you, would you be happier? Ice flows in completely On the coast, we are ghosts Living in our heads Waiting for the notice That we are dead, dead Would you, would you be my love? Would you, would you be my love? Would you, would you be my love? Would you, would you be my love? On the coast, we are ghosts Living in our heads Waiting for the notice That we are dead, dead Would you, would you be my love? Would you, would you be my love? Would you, would you be my love? Would you, would you be my love? Would you, would you be my love? Would you, would you be my love? Would you, would you be my love? Would you, would you be my love?