Rub your shoulders a little more,
I feel your tension with every finger,
Your energy makes me hate reality,
Cause what we want is surreal,
Let me apologize for making you spill your tears,
Give me one more year,
That’s all the time I need for me to show,
To let you know, what I think that we could be.
That blue shirt, that you look so good in,
I want to tug in it forever, or at least a little while,
But not to rip it off, just to show you, what you, do to my head,
Make me want to paint the night sky black,
So the sun will never come up, this night will never end.
Let me realize what we could have been,
And maybe then,
You’d let me show you what you’re missing,
With your head in the clouds, emotions on the ground,
A love that will never have the chance to be expressed.
Just picture yourself at the summit house,
Looking, waiting, for it all to break,
Look back and you’ll see me as I begin to see you,
Watch you, feel you, know you,
Know you, know you, know you….. I’ll never really know you…
It’s said the sun sets in the west,
But which is west, which is west, west.. and which is right?
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