You have to be lost
To eventually find
where you belong

As I lay down in my cold bed
Weeping over the insecurities of life
on a winter night
You wrapped me in your protective arms
Brushed my hair and wiped off the tears
I could feel the warmth everywhere
Why are you so pleasing?
Only in my dreams.

I know he's a star
a fantasy
but I won't give up
I want him to love me
I'm good enough
I just need the chance
my sparkling personality
and a little romance
Now I'm no stalker
just love from afar
that wasn't me
tailing his car
I know it's not real
but I don't care
nothing else in my life is working
I'm not the least bit scared
I'll live in my dreamworld
I'm safe and cozy there
and dream of his blue eyes
and long silky blond hair

All are not taken; there are left behind
  Living Belovèds, tender looks to bring
  And make the daylight still a happy thing,
And tender voices, to make soft the wind:
But if it were not so—if I could find
  No love in all this world for comforting,
  Nor any path but hollowly did ring
Where ‘dust to dust’ the love from life disjoin’d;
And if, before those sepulchres unmoving
  I stood alone (as some forsaken lamb
Goes bleating up the moors in weary dearth)
Crying ‘Where are ye, O my loved and loving?’—
  I know a voice would sound, ‘Daughter, I AM.
Can I suffice for Heaven and not for earth?’

I don't know why I'm nervous
About you and I becoming us
But I'm a hope-oholic with a tonic


Flawed; Obscured from reality
Afraid of what's ahead of me
This happy thing it doesn't work
Watch me as I crash and burn
Help forget one thing

Now I've got this fear in me
And it makes me see
That you're worth more than I can be
I've lost myself and I can't breath
I'll fight my way to prove I'm strong
enough to love you

Dear, tell me what I need to fear
Hold me while I've got you here
Give me everything you've got
And I'll still fight my tendency
To think I'm wrong

Now I've got this fear in me
And it makes me see
That you're worth more than I can be
I've lost myself and I can't breath
I'll fight my way to prove I'm strong
enough to love you

Flawed; Obscured from reality
Afraid of what's ahead of me
This happy thing it doesn't work
Watch me as I crash and burn
Help forget one thing
Well, I thought that we could strike a useful deal
Rid me of this ugliness I feel
I see that you've got the perfect tool
Come on, love, just bend the golden rule
They'll try push me away to prove
That I don't love you
But I still do

Why do we like who we like?
I know nothing about him,
but his voice lingers in my head
his fierce opinions carry conversations
to an elevated balance.
He's got an interesting style
and tall sturdy build,
his dark eyes pierce the soul
and how I wish they would linger on me...
but why should they?
What do I have that would make him interested?
I have no claim on knowledge of him
I can't even tell you why he is bald.
I can tell you, though,
when it comes to names,
that where most would place a C
he puts a *K