I like a little pain
if it wasn't true
there'd be nothing that
i had kept from you
(wonder whom i guess)
we might be alive
think it only sane
i've seen them walking
When i was alone
i talked as much like you
as my words would allow
like you showed me to
touching in our sleep
moving very slow
* in a daze
we ought to know
These words of mine
can only start to climb
those thoughts in my head
break on and on
i'm having a bad dream
so it isn't true
anybody else
could have looked like you
pull me by surprise
laughing like you do
looking in my eyes
only passing...