| And they don’t care about love | 
| 'Cause they’re hollow in the heart | 
| And they don’t care about us | 
| And we know we’re below but we don’t know what we haven’t got | 
| We belong at the frontier | 
| Where we open the world and become what is between us | 
| We belong at the frontier | 
| Where we open the world and become what’s at the heart of us | 
| And they’re not livin' in love | 
| Though they hold control, we don’t know what we haven’t got | 
| And no one’s helping us up | 
| They don’t know what goes on below the shallow part | 
| We belong at the frontier | 
| Where we open the world and become what is between us | 
| We belong at the frontier | 
| Where we open the world and become what’s at the heart of us | 
| You and me: alone, alone, alone | 
| You and me: alone, alone, alone | 
| You and me: alone, alone, alone | 
| You and me: alone, alone, alone | 
| You and me: alone, alone, alone | 
| You and me: alone, alone, alone | 
| You and me: alone, alone, alone | 
| You and me: alone, alone, alone | 
| You and me: alone, alone, alone | 
| You and me: alone, alone, alone |