Its almost impossible the way I'm missing you,
I know its foolish
this was just a simple adventure for us both
but now I'm stuck,
not in the past, not in the future
I'm stuck thinking about you
damn those eyes, damn those lips
damn your smile, your voice, your hands...
they're nothing but my own set-up
to crush myself when its all gone
And yet... I don't want any of it to go away
this point of confusion is exactly where I want to stay.
Fooling myself, dreaming of you.
