Im alive and im well and my eyes are still close to the ground. Oh haha watch me go
away still seepin seething of a little more than ordinary
i belive in ghosts an mysterious things
were all the difference and the planets.
Well the planets.
there the same

they say
plant your fingertips against something
solid and concentrate on what is at hand
but all I have been able to see behind my eyelids
for many months is your face
and the wood resounds with the beating of your heart

love is a sad kind of trouble
for, knowing what its like to
exist unwavering in perfect happiness,
I have the days I have to fake my way through it.

Plant your fingertips against something solid and concentrate.
I put my hands on your heart, I focus on your rhythm.

I was standing on the shore,
           waiting
With my toes buried in the sand
                            waiting
Thinking that the tide will take me in
                                             waiting
And my heart would drift on in.
     T  h  e  n    I    m  e  t    y  o  u  .

You came as a wave, tumbling, rushing towards me,
             crash
Hurtling and strengthening 'til you swallowed me whole.
                           crash
You snatched me in, pulling me deeper and deeper,
                                         crash
Until I lost myself in the ecstatic sea.
    A  n  d    t  h  e  n    y  o  u    w  e  r  e    g  o  ­n  e  .

I was stranded, so deep, in the ocean, so still.
              breaking
Your wave had engulfed me and now I was drowning,
                                   breaking
Falling, sinking down into a sea of melancholy.
                                                     ­   breaking
My heart, oh, my soul.  Cracked, torn into pieces.
    I    w  a  s    l  o  s  t    a  t    s  e  a  .

You and I are a pair.
Many believe it's not fair.
This connection we have cannot break.
And our love we cannot fake.
Everynight you ask me if I see stars.
I always see those stars you speak of.
I see them whenever my eyes meet yours.
Captivating my heart from shore to shore.
Waves of lovers tears,
that's what I fear.
Will happen to us.
I have never felt this lust.
The taste of your lips.
Your hands on my hips.
Feels too real.
But, this love, I feel.
Is a dream, in reality.