They were dancing a waltz to no song,
she counted the steps,
one, two, three, four,
he tripped once before,
kept trying but wasn't enough,
it didn't have to be perfect,
they just had to endure,
one, two, three, four,
he ended giving up,
it was time to let go,
but she kept on counting,
one, two, three, four,
and then she was dancing alone,
a waltz to no song.

It's new,
for me and for you,
I'm glad I'm not like them at all,
I think you're glad too.

He set my soul on fire,
and I didn't want it to stop,
just let it consume all I've got.

He saw the light turn off,
what he once knew wasn't there anymore,
and it's funny how a memory,
or a ghost keeps hunting you down.

And there are times you don't want to talk,
not because you haven't moved on,
but because you remember who you were,
and you're not proud,
and you're not her anymore.

I wanted to kiss you,
that night in the rain,
walking to the car,
trying to share the tiniest umbrella.

I wanted to kiss you back then,
when I had no license to do so,
when it didn't even cross your mind.

I wanted to kiss you so badly I bit my lip,
and asked you about her,
heard you talk all the way home,
and it was better than nothing at all.

What kind of person walks right into a bomb?
A person who has never won nor lost,
one with no previous wounds
or memories that prevent them from stepping in.

Someone like me.

I feel his lips on mine now,
get to carry him with me,
I feel lucky.

Cheers to those who fall in love with no fear,
those who give it all,
surrender their guns,
and let themselves be targets.

I admire you,
I'm not so brave,
not brave at all,
I stick to my guns
and aim whoever starts walking the path to my heart,
it's sad and inevitable.

I'm the toughest sheriff in town.
Bang, bang my love,
sorry I had to put you down,
before you let me down.

I'm not dead inside,
I'm alive and well,
there are sparks within me,
so bright I quiet them down,
because they're mine
and I choose who to share them with.

You said people like me are dead inside,
but people like me are waiting,
and waiting, kind sir, is fine.

Avoided this moment for so long,
I feel it leveling down,
sinking slowly,
finding it's new permanent home.

Avoided this moment for so long,
now I can't run,
the anchor is settling,
the sand hugging it in place.

Now every decision seems heavy,
a house, a car, a person,
triple anchor and I stand still,
let it sink in.

I've already sunken.

Come back when you can,
I'll be waiting forever with a tear in my eye,
always with a sad tune at heart.
Come back when you can,
we'll pick up where we left behind,
this time we won't let each other down.

Come back and we'll surely make it right.

I fell for you,
the long lost stranger.
God knows why,
if I fought the feeling
with all of my heart.

I guess some things you can't control,
like the sun coming out
or the ocean tides.

Empty dark breathing space
unfulfilled dreams that stay.
In my mind I wish I’d taste
the freedom that I deserve.

In the dark I forget
who I am and what I’d say.
Without light I cannot see
the end of this obscurity.

Once upon a time,
I turned off the light
with my fears and doubts
I never knew how to get it back.

Let go.
Let it go.
Let the pain go.
Let the pain flow.
Let the pain fade off.
Let the pain fade off of you.

Let the sun give you warmth.
Let the sun calm you down.
Let the sun rise and shine.
Let the sun be bright.
Let it be.
Let it.

I will never be free,
they will make sure of that.

I will always be caged by them.
They will always cut my wings.