I can hide inside my anger
that's the beauty of the day
rough hands hold my waist
wishful thinking
keeps me close to the things that are not mine

I only carry what I need most
dreams will do the rest
the key to happiness is hidden in crushed hope
uncovered by the ache of time

I can build on what is broken
bluest beauty of the day
breathe in clearly
the piece you stole
caught my tears and blew away

feelings are fleeting
walking away isn't easy
but everyday I'm
thankful
so thankful
I'm
alive.

in the moments that challenge
the things you know
do not give up
fight for the beauty that you know
you hold within and boldly embody

you have everything you need
vision gets hazy
i don't care
this is what i want
it's hard to breathe

back to back
shivering
i know i can't stay
this will all wash over like warm water
i'm trying not to wake him up
i don't even pretend to know what to say

somehow he knew, how did he know?
I guess the truth is less important
than acting cool
but I can't say goodbye and
who knows the next time I'll see you

it was all right here
and somehow I missed it
but no matter
I'll just pick things up
close this chapter
and start again knowing
how close
so very close
it was an inch from my fingertips
the tip of my tongue
thought that escapes
until you finally remember
hours later
It will always be there
and reappear just when you
hit the edge (think it was lost forever)
and with it I'll remember
how this feels
and never forget
what I am capable of
and the purpose of this
journey, however confusing
it's all there
in the back of my mind
and I'm saving it
for that moment when I finally
find what I've been waiting for
I haven't given up.

it's the longing that'll get ya
spilling secrets when you're feeling weak
but secrets can't shrink
the weight of heavy dreams

no I've never been in love
and loving someone's not enough
to turn what I have to what I need

soon he will be back
on that broken kitchen stool
swinging hair out of his eyes
slyly smiling at you

I'm dreaming of sitting next to him
with just our pinkies linked
I swear to you
that's all I need not to be numb

the tattoo on your arm
someone drew in pen
your hat falling off
as you lean your head back to kiss me
...is it wrong to think of this moment everyday?

so what if I have the wrong perception of reality
maybe everyone should change theirs to fit me
would I keep imagining
how good things used to be

I don't want to
keep waiting around
for all of my
hopes to weave
themselves into the
future.

This is how beautiful you are
and you can't even see it
I tell you everything about me
and it doesn't bring us closer
How hard am I supposed to try
and what if no one can see me
as I sink to the bottom
And love doesn't overcome fear
and hope leads us down the
longest dead-end path
of heartache
when no amount of wishing can
change who you are
and there's no way to start over
and find out how to
be beautiful