as you wake, i close the windows,
it's my duty to save you from the monsters.
countless of times i've seemed to do wrong.
i'm far from perfection but i guess that i second guess.

when i want the best i mean it.
we're real, i can feel that feeling
that you get when you close your eyes
and your body lingers for your touch.

the desire is effortless,
i can't help but to look up and notice it.
flowers decay and ink bleeds through the paper,
i paint with gray and it shows up red.

i have the need to be saved in a limited time.
but i've always wanted to be yours.
just save me if i save you,
and maybe we might become content.