In my empty room
I stared at the ceiling
I heard my heartbeat
And saw a billion stars

I thought that if I closed my eyes
I’d forget about it
I’d forget about you

But there they were
Stories of us
Written on the walls
Pulsing through my veins

Your lips against mine
A distant memory
Something too far away to reach

But **** did I want it
I wanted your lips
Pressed against mine
The way a harmony builds
And becomes a bridge

I wanted flowers to bloom for us
I wanted the waves to meet sand for us
I wanted rain to hit the windshield for us
I wanted it to come pouring down

Because I felt like a hurricane
And I wanted you to weather the storm