Time's running out
It's now or never.

Make your move, dear.
For this game is played by two's.

write a song for me.
won't you please?

we're both dying here.
don't let it end this way.

i thought you were invincible.
i thought i was.

i guess things aren't as they appear.
i guess it just ends here.

your love is contagious.
like a yawn passing through.
like a smile exchanged by strangers.

your love is inviting.
so pure, so true.

you're the light that brings me home.
the light that guides my soul.

comfort me when i'm down.
encourage me when i am up.

everyone's waiting for us to fall.
stand strong, for we will always.

as i begin to dance i can feel the weight lifting.
i'm soaring, like a bird. no, an owl.

soaring high.
higher than anyone ever before.

you thought this would bring me down?

i'm soaring.
never so free.

i'm soaring.
as high as can be.

let me take you away
i'll be your sweet escape

i'll be your hero
your savior

i'll be the cave in which you store your remains
i'll be the tide that brings you home

i'll be the sheet to your music
the chords to your songs
the notes to your words

let me take you away
i am your sweet escape

some say they can't quite grasp my demeanor
i guess it's something you've got to get used to

some say i'm a bit obscene, maybe a little uncleaner?
your personality is not something you should subdue

for it is you.

everyone says "I am who I am. Love it or hate it."
why leave it to someone to even debate it?

people's opinions of you are often based off first impressions
who gives a **** what they think?

as humans, we have many confessions
i think that's the part where our hearts and minds begin to sync