It's cool to be young
They say that to my face like I'll believe them
Why'd you look so tired you just slept in the whole weekend?
It's good to be so free
They say it only gets worse from here
"You're in your prime, I'm on my way down"
How's young supposed to feel?

Is it miserable if I say
The wound still hurts
Come help me, it hurts
Am I weak for saying so?
Or you just make me feel so
Helpless for telling you
It hurts, come help me, it hurts

Can I tell you how I feel
Or will regret wash over me
Will you hold my words behind your back
Until you stab me with them when I'm let down
Will I ever feel not guilty for feeling how I'm supposed to
Is it okay to blame you for it?
Is it okay if I say "it hurts, help me, it hurts"
It aches and it burns like a birthday alone
Like a Christmas in bed with the lights out
Like a missed memory in the back of my mind

I can see it on your face,
The storm took your color and ran.
Your shine in the back of your mind still stands,
I'll hold your hand until you get it back.

Rain falls and it makes me feel like the old times
When I thought I wouldn't have anyone to hold,
But I can feel your breath on me now and I try
To force myself into this moment hard as I can.

And I brush your hair away from your face
I see a galaxy in those dark eyes behind your pretend smile,
I want to know your pain,
To make you feel at ease, so let me help you dearly.

I want you to float in my arms,
As if they were the Milky Way.
Let go and see the stars,
That you thought had faded away.
Once it gets dark they only shine brighter, no,
I'll make them shine brighter, just for you.
So float away in me and let me hold you near
My dearest, my loved, my galaxy, my aching heart.

For one last time, the sun sets on the stacks of notes, dreams and piles of unfinished business
And one last time we'll put down what we're asked on a lonely piece of paper
For after that we all change and we stop the old habits forever

As we walk through the memories, faded behind glass
It takes just a moment to go back now, but soon we'll forget
And all we'll know is how it made us feel, the euphoria within

What I'm trying to say is,

Would you stop to thank yourself?
If i took your hand and brought you here.
To see how far you've come and what you've done
Would it blossom in your heart, like it does in mine?

To hope is to forgive, and to let go is to learn
And to be hurt and to be picked up again is to stand up for ourselves
One last time before the Sun sets
Would you take my hand and reminisce in what will become the foggy past?

And we're a bit far apart in minds and hearts
But this one room seems to blend us into one
To remind us of the flesh and bone we all share
And the pain that we bear, all together still
That we'll soon have to take back, heavier than we gave it away

What I'm trying to say is,

Would you stop to smile for a moment
If i took your hand and brought you here
To feel the uncertain envelop us silently
Would you do it, but even if you turn away
If i could tell you one thing: don't let this be crushed to dust,
Don't forget the last of us.

I'm sick of hearing.
The thought of hearing one more story
That's not my own makes me wanna cry uncontrollably
I don't wanna listen.
To let how you feel tell me what to do
I'm sick of listening.

I'm sick of seeing.
Everyone else having it all put together
It makes my stomach turn to know that won't be me, ever
I don't wanna watch.
You live out what I want so eagerly
I'm sick of watching.

I want to feel.
To feel someone in my arms
And to feel the fire that might burn me to the ground
If it did, I would gladly let it
I'm sick of waiting.

I'm sick of losing.
To watch everyone leave or their shadows hunt me
To feel the warmth frozen by the cold in a tight embrace
I don't wanna win.
For as wining inevitably disappoints me

I want to be sick.
Sick in love and desperate
To be dizzy and dumb and stupid and young
Not to wear a cloak that hides me, lurking to swallow me whole
I want to be dizzy with desire.

Just for a blink I wanna see
the love they all see
And give in completely.

I may not sing
But when I look at you
I can feel the thumps growing into melody
And it's all about you.

I may not see the beauty in anything
But I see all your colors
Shades I'm scared of, colored in deep unknown,
Yet I never wanna look away.

I couldn't tell you this
But when I lay my eyes on you
I feel as if mine turn into rays of Sun,
Only hoping that they reflect the light in yours so you can feel my warmth.

I hate what I see
When the mirror reflects me
But when I look at you I can only hope you see
A gentle river, flowing like the eyelashes down your cheeks.

Going over dark valleys, like eyes in disguise
Sacred places in dips and dimples
I wanna move there, would you let me stay?
When your hair drops over your face it's like a golden frame.