Why, when I hear music that makes everyone happy,
Do I discover I'm sad?
Why, when I hear stories of a life of purpose,
Do I realize how meaningless it all is?

I break apart from my past
Leave what can't be behind
I search for new truth
But there's nothing to find

You break through my walls
Arrive at my core
Caress what lies there
And I'm lonely no more

You're the closest companion
Anyone will ever be
You calm my troubled mind
But why do you leave?

I put my heart on display
At the teddy bear store
When you take it off the shelf,
Will you squeeze it with delight
And cry out, "he's mine!"
Or will you hold it outstretched
"It's got a crooked nose"
Drop it on the ground
And find another one

I dream of you
My high school girl
Only it's now
And somehow,
We are becoming as one
I look over your face
From inches away
I see you have aged
But the same girl underneath
I can reach out and touch you
You are still here
How incredible
How unbelievable
That we are together now

I dream of you
My recent love
I visit where you live
You let me in
You're with someone else
We catch up
Have a little fun
It's time to leave
You say call ahead next time
Who knows what could be going on
I yell something
I sprint home
But I can't feel my legs
I wonder if they'll collapse
I done care, I just run
I arrive
My heavy breath carries through
To my reality

Yes, I will force myself to go on a date with you
No, I'm not all that interested
Yes, you seem like a nice enough person
No, you don't look that cute
Yes, I still have feelings for someone else
No, it wasn't even a relationship
Yes, I'm aware that's kind of pathetic
No, I don't really want to talk about it

I'm sorry, I don't know why I'm here

You were over at my place one time
We were talking about everything
You were opening up
Unusual for you
You said you weren't good enough for me
That you felt like I was supposed to do something special
And you would just get in the way
You cried, the most openly you ever allowed yourself to in front of me
I said you would make a wonderful partner if I'm supposed to do something special
I meant it. You would have been my choice.
And when I recall this now,
I also remember
No one has ever made love to you
What an opportunity I missed.
To share that with you
In your moment of vulnerability
Would have been beautiful
And I cry
Because I wonder if anyone ever will