Saving Grace (Take 2)

The Maine
I walk the tightrope
On my way home.
I walk the fault line
But I'm still alone.
And it's true,
Oh it's you
It's always you.
I still remember
How your lips tasted.
Come this December
Oh I'll be wasted.
And it's true,
Oh it's you
It's because
All we have is what's left today
Hearts so pure in this broken place
'Cause you are
You are
My saving grace.
Keep on searching, keep on searching for me
Now keep on searching, keep on searching for you
Oh keep on searching, keep on searching for me
Now keep on searching, keep on searching for you (you)
Oh keep on searching, keep on searching for me
And now keep on searching, keep on searching for you
Oh just keep on searching, keep on searching for me
And now keep on searching, keep on searching for you