impossible
it's impossible that you will ever be the friend i want you to be. it's impossible that we will ever be close, because you have no desire to, and i can't change that. the question is whether or not i should continue to be here for you, for you to call on when you need something, because that's the only time you really call on me. but you had, still have a special place in my heart, nothing can change that and nothing will ever change the promise i made to myself, and to you, that i would always be there for you.
it's impossible that you and i will ever be anything more than what we were. there just seems no way for anything ever to come of this, as much as i may think i want it to. you're heart is not really here, and my heart shouldn't be here, so we're both in places that we shouldn't be. the question is whether or not i should give in to the way i feel around you, the way you can make me feel, or whether i should just ignore that. all this without even thinking about whether you feel anything when you're with me.
Back to you
It always comes around
Back to you
I tried to forget you
I tried to stay away
But it's too late
I'm so good at forgetting
And I quit every game I play
But forgive me, love
I can't turn and walk away
Back to you
It always comes around
Back to you
I walk with your shadow
I'm sleeping in my bed
With your silhouette
should have smiled in that picture
If it's the last that I'll see of you
It's the least that you
Could not do
Leave the light on
I'll never give up on you
Leave the light on
For me too
Back to me
I know that it comes
Back to me
Doesn't it scare you
Your will is not as strong
As it used to be
it's impossible for me to understand you. you are the closest to me here by far, and you're the one who is least likely to read this. you say what you mean all the time... for the most part. and yet i can see contradictions in what you say, making exceptions, but maintaining the whole time that you're not. it goes unsaid, but not unnoticed. the question is whether or not i should care, i should care about you, i owe you that much, but if it's none of my business, then i should not get involved unless you ask me to. so i won't.
it's impossible for me to be there for you. if i don't know what is going on, how can i help you? perhaps at times it seems like i'm not willing to, but that's not true. i'm not willing to push you and prod into things i may not be wished to intrude upon. the question is whether i should push more, prod more, intrude... for your own good.
Suppose I said
I am on my best behavior
And there are times
I lose my worried mind?
Would you want me when I'm not myself?
Wait it out while I am someone else?
Suppose I said
Colors change for no good reason
And words will go
From poetry to prose
Would you want me when
I'm not myself?
Wait it out while I am someone else?
And I, in time, will come around
I always do for you
Suppose I said
You're my saving grace?
and to you... it's impossible for me to know you, find you, hear you, but i know you are there, somewhere. i may have met you, or perhaps i haven't, but i look forward to the day when i get to meet you. the question is whether or not i can wait. whether i can put myself out there often enough to meet you, find you. i need to be able to keep putting it on the line, having faith that one day it will be worth it and i will find you. i'm waiting for that day.
Staying home alone on a Friday
Flat on the floor looking back
On old love
Or lack thereof
After all the crushes are faded
And all my wishful thinking was wrong
I'm jaded
I hate it
I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
Searching all my days just to find you
I'm not sure who I'm looking for
I'll know it
When I see you
Until then, I'll hide in my bedroom
Staying up all night just to write
A love song for no one
I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
I could have met you in a sandbox
I could have passed you on the sidewalk
Could I have missed my chance
And watched you walk away?
I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
You'll be so good
You'll be so good for me
it's impossible that you and i will ever be anything more than what we were. there just seems no way for anything ever to come of this, as much as i may think i want it to. you're heart is not really here, and my heart shouldn't be here, so we're both in places that we shouldn't be. the question is whether or not i should give in to the way i feel around you, the way you can make me feel, or whether i should just ignore that. all this without even thinking about whether you feel anything when you're with me.
Back to you
It always comes around
Back to you
I tried to forget you
I tried to stay away
But it's too late
I'm so good at forgetting
And I quit every game I play
But forgive me, love
I can't turn and walk away
Back to you
It always comes around
Back to you
I walk with your shadow
I'm sleeping in my bed
With your silhouette
should have smiled in that picture
If it's the last that I'll see of you
It's the least that you
Could not do
Leave the light on
I'll never give up on you
Leave the light on
For me too
Back to me
I know that it comes
Back to me
Doesn't it scare you
Your will is not as strong
As it used to be
it's impossible for me to understand you. you are the closest to me here by far, and you're the one who is least likely to read this. you say what you mean all the time... for the most part. and yet i can see contradictions in what you say, making exceptions, but maintaining the whole time that you're not. it goes unsaid, but not unnoticed. the question is whether or not i should care, i should care about you, i owe you that much, but if it's none of my business, then i should not get involved unless you ask me to. so i won't.
it's impossible for me to be there for you. if i don't know what is going on, how can i help you? perhaps at times it seems like i'm not willing to, but that's not true. i'm not willing to push you and prod into things i may not be wished to intrude upon. the question is whether i should push more, prod more, intrude... for your own good.
Suppose I said
I am on my best behavior
And there are times
I lose my worried mind?
Would you want me when I'm not myself?
Wait it out while I am someone else?
Suppose I said
Colors change for no good reason
And words will go
From poetry to prose
Would you want me when
I'm not myself?
Wait it out while I am someone else?
And I, in time, will come around
I always do for you
Suppose I said
You're my saving grace?
and to you... it's impossible for me to know you, find you, hear you, but i know you are there, somewhere. i may have met you, or perhaps i haven't, but i look forward to the day when i get to meet you. the question is whether or not i can wait. whether i can put myself out there often enough to meet you, find you. i need to be able to keep putting it on the line, having faith that one day it will be worth it and i will find you. i'm waiting for that day.
Staying home alone on a Friday
Flat on the floor looking back
On old love
Or lack thereof
After all the crushes are faded
And all my wishful thinking was wrong
I'm jaded
I hate it
I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
Searching all my days just to find you
I'm not sure who I'm looking for
I'll know it
When I see you
Until then, I'll hide in my bedroom
Staying up all night just to write
A love song for no one
I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
I could have met you in a sandbox
I could have passed you on the sidewalk
Could I have missed my chance
And watched you walk away?
I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
You'll be so good
You'll be so good for me