In my heart there is a place I can hear you your issuing romance exploded from dreamy eyes all I can see is where I was and where I want to be
I see now what is meant by the cruel game. I am not sure you see me as I see you a two way mirror? a blank sheet of news? Do you hear me now or do you hear me then? What about me, do I hear you now or do I hear what I expect you to be?
In the end the cold truth wedges itself under my fingernails. I find myself falling in love with you the longer you are away and I don't care to do that to you as it would be an unfair butterfly net for a soul such as yours
When you look at me just right when the noise is low and my soul is quiet all I can see is the crushing power within your eyes the stuttering word killer the lonely mountain I remember making good on a promise to walk you out to my car and kiss you like an 80's movie