What use is love if it can't find its constant?
I'm tired of falling from the cliffs I climb
My identity eludes me trying on all the sizes to see where I fit

Can't go by feel
can't trust it
Can't go by logic
it doesn't apply
Can't go by intuition
It just keeps leading me to you
And
the space between us
cluttered by every Immovable barrier thought of
to destroy love
That no leap of faith
could ever hope to overcome

Yet love hasn't died-
And I keep taking the fall.