you like living close
to dangerous places
like my heart
but not your own
saying so doesn’t make it true
it just seems that way to me

i don’t mind standing close
to a heart that’s on fire
but i won’t do it
unless you’re willing
to burn for me too

you’re a desert looking for water
the last page looking for a new book
the ocean can’t be filled by the past
because it already is
the sea is as old as the sand
and as young as the rain
that’s the way we live
we are who we are
but inside is where we change

you’re looking for me
or something like that
you said so once
your voice felt so far away

i’m not just yesterday
i’m also the day after today
but not just another tomorrow
it’s up to you

forget the days we once knew
that’s where you find sorrow
i know how it feels
that’s the only thing i know to be true