Let's talk about the unexpected
That infectious Joy of yours
And the unrelenting manner
You speak about the things
I'd rather not hear about
Like love
and other drugs
The stolen glances;
Those aren't the only things
You've gotten to steal
The strange space on my shoulder
The one you left there even after
I told you not to forget a thing
And then the dent you've left
In my resolve
Not to love or believe in its futility
But you look at me and say
"Don't worry, your great Wall
Is still intact"
I hope that I'm strong
Enough to retain hope
That i'd be strong enough, yet
You've left me weak enough
To hope that I'm not strong enough
To resist all the uncertainty you bring
And hope you are the one to take me
To my ninth of clouds