Some Kind

[hekate101]

And you've turned me on
It's all flowing out off me now
You've flipped the switch on the words
Just by wanting to hear them
(I aim to please)

And there's all these blank pages
In front of me
White to be filled with black
And blue if I've lost that one too

And I'm listening to songs that make
me think of you
and I'm some kind of masochist
and I'm some kind of individualist
and I think sometimes you lie
And I hope you're telling the truth

I hope I'm over this when I get to you
And I hope it's not a disappointment
'Cause there's nothing much worse
Than an unhappy surprise
I hope I've left room for happiness
In my rose-coloured memories

I hope you've left room for me
In the empty spaces
In the dead of night
I hope you've left room for sleep
And me, too

I hope a lot of things will fall into place
That this'll work
For the summer at least
That life doesn't go crazy
That work doesn't go crazy
That school doesn't go crazy
And what do I achieve by worrying too late?

It's way too late, so just hold me
Ones and zeros aren't enough
But they're almost enough
So please hold on tight
And don't lose part of me