Texty: Fray, The. Hundred.

The how I can't recall

But I'm staring at

What once was the wall

Separating east and west

Now they meet amidst

The broad daylight.



So this is where you are,

And this is where I am.

Somewhere between

Unsure and a hundred.



It's hard I must confess

I'm banking on the rest to clear away

'Cause we have spoken everything

Everything short of I love you.



You right where you are,

From right where I am,

Somewhere between

Unsure and a hundred.



And who's to say it's wrong

And who's to say that it's not right

Where we should be for now.



So this is where you are,

And this is where I am

So this is where you are,

And this is where I've been

Somewhere between

Unsure and a hundred.