my mind is racing
but my heart's keeping up
my body's chasing
a dream i just can't touch
so close to reaching, but it just slips away

staying up late just
to think of you once more
intoxicating
but i can't get enough
i think that i might be going mad

i can't bring myself to think of anyone but you

call me obsessed, you got me too messed up
life's got me feeling so dead and the remedy is you
call me obsessed, it can't be bad to confess
that i'm falling in love with you over and over again
call me obsessed

every night, i
see you in my dreams
and then i wake up
you disappear from me
and i'm stuck with your ghost until i see you again

i know i shouldn't
give you the time of day
and write a song to
give all my thoughts away
but maybe a cleansing is what i need, because

i can't bring myself to think of anyone but you

call me obsessed, you got me too messed up
life's got me feeling so dead and the remedy is you
call me obsessed, it can't be bad to confess
that i'm falling in love with you over and over again
call me obsessed

all I ask of you,
don't buy me flowers.
take me to a garden.
for I get sad when they die.
when they are ripped
from their roots
in the ground.
their time for
growing is up.
they can no longer
have conversations
with the sun
or the grass
or the rain
as it kisses them
so softly.