| I’m always assuming the worst,
|
| but you’re going on none the less
|
| and there’s nothing to cusion your heart led fall.
|
| Letters from further away
|
| keep pulling me close to home.
|
| And there’s something to cushion my callous sighs.
|
| And I know that you hope for
|
| longer good-byes
|
| embracing for forever
|
| and falling in your eyes, in your eyes, in your eyes
|
| Pouring over photographs.
|
| I’m living in your letters.
|
| Breathe deeply from this envelope
|
| it smells like you and I can’t be without that scent.
|
| It’s filling me with all you mean to me, to me Continually failing these trials
|
| but you stand by me none the less
|
| And you won’t let me sink
|
| though I’m beggin you.
|
| Phone calls from further away
|
| and messages on my machine,
|
| but I don’t ever tell you this distance
|
| seems terrible.
|
| There is no need to test my heart,
|
| with useless space.
|
| These roads go on forever
|
| there’ll always be a place for you in my heart.
|
| So I’ll hit the pavement
|
| it’s gotta be better than waiting
|
| and pushing you far away
|
| cause I’m scared.
|
| So I’ll take my chances
|
| and head on my way up there.
|
| Cause turning to you is like falling in love when you’re ten. |