I think I've already lost you,
I think you're already gone.
I think I'm finally scared now.
You think I'm weak,
I think you're wrong.
I think you're already leaving,
It feels like your hand is on the door.
I thought this place was an empire,
Now that I'm relaxed,
I can't be sure.
And I think you're so mean,
I think we should try.
I think I could need this in my life,
And I think I'm scared,
I think too much.
I know it's wrong,
And that's a problem I'm dealing with.
If you're gone,
Then maybe it's time to come home.
There's an awful lot of breathing room,
But I can hardly move.
If you're gone,
Then baby you need to come home.
Because there's a little bit of something me,
In everything in you.
I bet you're hard to get over,
I bet the moon just won't shine.
I bet my hands I can stay here,
And I bet you need, more than you mind.
And If you're gone..just please come home..
 Illusionary Dragoness · Tue Apr 24, 2007 @ 04:00am · 0 Comments |
