you hold the key to my happiness.
dangling it above my head
i can't reach it on my own
you'd have to give it to me
but you wont
and i know that now
you’ll let others climb above me
but you'll still dangle it above my head
because it is mine after all
with one hand you hold it up
the other holds my arms down
the best i can do is hit it with the top of my head
i can’t grab it
it can’t be mine
but i can hit it and so i feel it and understand it
but it will never be mine
why do you torture me so?