how is it that,
you came to be,
came to be right in front of me?
Don’t you,
don’t you lie to me now,
say that it’s all,
all real.
i if i could think of a million words,
i’d still have nothing good enough,
good enough to say,
to say to you.
theres nothing wrong with the picture in front of me.
so why do i
why do i feel so bad?
theres no reason i
can’t fall asleep at night,
so why do i
why do i lie awake?
i if i could think of a million words,
i’d still have nothing good enough,
good enough to say,
to say to you.
i don’t ever want to be,
to be alone in this dream.
I don’t ever want to see,
to see this slip away from me.
how is it that you came,
came to be in front of me?
I if I could think of a million words,
I’d still have nothing good enough,
good enough to say,
to say to you.
there’s nothing left,
nothing left to prove either way,
how do I begin,
begin before reality kicks in?
I if I could think of a million words to say,
I’d still have nothing good,
good enough to say,
to say to you.
