There’s a mortal in the room.
He’s hard to keep away from.
I’m almost afraid to get near him,
for my thoughts he doesn’t know.
If I were to express myself,
he'd probably get up and go.
This mortal makes me feel all shaky inside,
Like a tiny tremor following the earthquake,
I wish in this moment that this mortal would awake.

There’s a mortal in the room,
a sight that makes me quite uneasy.
This isn’t right; he can’t see how
uncomfortable he’s made me
With his trophy on his arm.
I truly wish her no harm,
but if it’s him she walks away from,
I will be the next one on his arm.

There’s a mortal in the room,
catching vibes from the ladies all around.
Don’t they know he’s mine?
At least that’s what I tell myself,
like he’s some property.
But if he was he could live in
my heart forever rent-free.

There’s a Mortal in the room
Seems like I cant escape him.
He’s always here near me,
even at the biggest celebrations.
I shouldn’t even care,
he belongs here too.
For now’s the time life’s changing
into something new.
But still, I always wonder,
is this mortal thinking of me.

This mortal still is present in my
life almost everyday.
Does he know I still see him
as the mortal in the room ?
I still can’t tell this mortal how I feel
for it may cause a certain doom.
Everyday life changes but
one thing doesn’t change.
It’s the fact that I imagine
what if I had his last name?
That will never be the case though,
it's not in woven in the dream catchers loom.

But one thing that hasn’t left is
the mortal in the room.
I see him from time to time now,
he’s often a random show.
But something still kills me,
how did he never know?
This mortal in the room is
like an extension to my mind .
I still get stuck thinking
why did he leave me behind?
There's a mortal in the room

Leanne