I used to think of myself as you saw me
More trouble than worth
But the night air always makes you follow

All I wanted was what I knew how to be
I try every day but it’s not an easy thing for me
But most days are going to have to be good enough
Because some days
The things you say are not the things I see
Some days
You forget all the things you once told me

I used to think of you as a moth to a flame
More magnetic than north
But to touch you is to lay awake nursing my wounds

All you ever wanted was to be the one for me
You tried every day but I’m not easy for you to see
But most days are going to have to be good enough
Because some days
The things I say are not the things you need
Some days
I forget all the things you want me to be

I used to think of us as something to believe
More spirit than earth
But we both walk upon the same shifting sands

All we wanted was what we knew how to be
We tried every day but it’s not easy for you or me
But most days are going to have to be good enough
Because some days
The things we say are not the things we see
Some days
We forget all the things we said we would be