Sleepless
Lost for you, I'm so lost, for you.
I wish we'd stop running and just lay for a while.
I wish I weren't scared to ask you how you feel. About anything.
I wish you lived here.
In a girl's dream.
If I've gone overboard, I'm begging you to forgive me for my haste.
I wish you were in this bed with me.
Show your world to me
I wish you'd tell me what's swirling around you.
I wish I could be there for you.
I hate nights like these. They're so filled with the "what ifs" and "maybes." I hate feeling so happy and at the same time so unbelievably sad. It just doesn't seem fair. I hate laying here and being absolutely ecstatic and having tears sneak down my cheeks. Not the happy kind, just...tears. It's a bee sting, but it's through the middle of my heart. It's so dramatic, I just want it to be resolved, but it won't. There's nothing to do except give up, and apparently I'm not truly capable of that. I let go a long time ago, I accepted things a long time ago, and as far as thoughts and feelings go, nothing's changed. That's not right. I was suppossed to fall out of love. That's the way these things go.
Why can't I do it, too?
So I'm stuck in this limbo between absolutely ecstatic, and completely heavy-hearted. It's the most confusing place I've ever been.
This space between us, where wingless dreams fall earless
Will you not bear me witness, with your back to me now
It seemed so unnerving, still somehow deserving
That he could hold my heart so tightly and still not see me here, oh
Oh, I sleep just to dream him, beg the night just to see him
That my only love should be him, just to lie in his arms
I know I'll miss him later, wish I could bend my love to hate (her)
The dreaming tree has died, the air is growing thick
A fear he cannot hide, the dreaming tree has died.
Oh have you no pity, this thing I do I do not deny it
All through this smile as crooked as danger
I do not deny, I know in my mind I would leave you now if I had the strength to
I would leave you up to your own devices
Will you not talk? Can you take pity?
I don't ask much, but won't you speak?
Please...
I wish we'd stop running and just lay for a while.
I wish I weren't scared to ask you how you feel. About anything.
I wish you lived here.
In a girl's dream.
If I've gone overboard, I'm begging you to forgive me for my haste.
I wish you were in this bed with me.
Show your world to me
I wish you'd tell me what's swirling around you.
I wish I could be there for you.
I hate nights like these. They're so filled with the "what ifs" and "maybes." I hate feeling so happy and at the same time so unbelievably sad. It just doesn't seem fair. I hate laying here and being absolutely ecstatic and having tears sneak down my cheeks. Not the happy kind, just...tears. It's a bee sting, but it's through the middle of my heart. It's so dramatic, I just want it to be resolved, but it won't. There's nothing to do except give up, and apparently I'm not truly capable of that. I let go a long time ago, I accepted things a long time ago, and as far as thoughts and feelings go, nothing's changed. That's not right. I was suppossed to fall out of love. That's the way these things go.
Why can't I do it, too?
So I'm stuck in this limbo between absolutely ecstatic, and completely heavy-hearted. It's the most confusing place I've ever been.
This space between us, where wingless dreams fall earless
Will you not bear me witness, with your back to me now
It seemed so unnerving, still somehow deserving
That he could hold my heart so tightly and still not see me here, oh
Oh, I sleep just to dream him, beg the night just to see him
That my only love should be him, just to lie in his arms
I know I'll miss him later, wish I could bend my love to hate (her)
The dreaming tree has died, the air is growing thick
A fear he cannot hide, the dreaming tree has died.
Oh have you no pity, this thing I do I do not deny it
All through this smile as crooked as danger
I do not deny, I know in my mind I would leave you now if I had the strength to
I would leave you up to your own devices
Will you not talk? Can you take pity?
I don't ask much, but won't you speak?
Please...