It's 2 am
and she's half a world away
probably listening to music
while dancing under her strung up lights -
she doesn't care, and she doesn't want to...
the only thing she cares to do,
is continue being herself

She and I stayed up
all through the night,
smoking and getting high -
while we lived out
our wildest dreams
not wanting to wake up

The blonde girl
with the tall black socks,
curled up on the couch -
pen and paper in hand,
with her imagination
running wild

There's a ghost in the woods
some say a girl who's drawn to the music,
and every now and again I'll follow her
into the deepest parts of the forest,

And I'll watch her as she moves
with all the help from the afterglow,
but maybe this time she'll hear me
and ask to dance through the snow,

when winter ends, so will I.
my heart will melt
and my body will become warm.
My eyes will glow with the soft spring sun -
and everything I see will illuminate in front of them.
I'll see things just as they are, and just as they should be.
There won't be any need of desire or loneliness, happiness or sadness.
Everything will be ok -
Everything will be alright.

my heightened sense of awareness over looks the calm space between us, only letting what we want to pass through it -
maybe it's a touch, a look, or a word
from me to you,
it's just how it should be,

but your saddened face takes me by surprise when I leave,
only to return again to make sure something's there when you're by yourself, because nothing but stillness should make you feel like that.
there should always be a space between us.

so I tell you this, when we're together - it's just as it should be

I sat around the fire while they told ghost stories
how silly,
but I was scared.

I floated around the fire while they told human stories
how silly,
they can't possibly be real.

I live my life like a one way mirror
with her on the other side.
she can't tell I'm there,
but I catch every little movement

steal,
take what doesn't belong to you
but remember who you stole it for

it's been raining ever since I got here

my shoes are soaked

and I'm dreadfully cold,

but I'll wait for you

you, who'll never show up

steal me a jewel that's worth it
maybe my own heart,
definitely my own heart.

pick the lock from this cage
and bring me my heart.
you seem like a criminal
you look like a criminal.

don't worry about the alarm
because I've fallen in love
with the one whose stolen my heart.

you look like a criminal
please act like a criminal.

in the midst of it all,
one question came to mind...

why am I here?

and I heard my answer,

...why not?

down the block
smoking a cigarette
only made her look good

hailing a cab
stuck in traffic
sitting right next to him

walking to the door
with a hand on her back
asking to come in

stayed up all night
thinking that
****, this is it

I felt no innocence
peering through her window that night
but I couldn't help it
she looked so beautiful
half naked in front of the mirror
with only a candle lighting the room

I had to stay quiet
waiting for her to fall asleep that night
but I didn't mind it
so use to my heartbeat racing
half naked lying across her bed
with only a candle lighting the room

"how does it feel?"
I asked him...
but there was no answer,
nor would there ever be