Your arms hold me and that feels right.
Your hands are on top of mine.
We sit close with a single beam of light,
But I can't stop thinking about a certain face.
All I know is that it's not yours.
The one that I should be seeing all the time.
It's just not it.
This other face is always on my mind.
I wish this person was really you.
But it's not.
I'm sorry that Im lying to you.
That's just me.
It's just that face makes me smile.
That face makes me want to sing.
That face makes me bright up.
That face is full of pure love.
I love that face.
So I'll just sit here with you until my mind clears.
Sit here in the wrong arms.
Have my hands with the wrong warmth.
Just sit until I can see that face again.
Whom should I trust?
The face next to me or the one in my heart?
The one in my heart has hurt me,
And cut it open to bleed.
The one in my heart makes me want to cry,
Because since it has gone it has turned skies grey.
But I'll keep on thinking of that face.
And imagining it.
Just to make me smile,
While I'm in the wrong arms.
