It's been a while since you came to me,
Had I not called, would you be here?
Without you always I feel empty,
When you're with me, my heart beats clear!
There's many things catching my attention,
So momentary, so fully empty,
I look at you, you rarely look at me,
But when you do, I feel more like me.
You're still a dream in my childhood's case,
I know there are plenty, but I never find the ways,
I wish you'd come more and I rest my case,
Now why do I keep calling when you have no ears?!
(Now why do I keep calling when I have no years?!)
You're the most beautiful I've ever seen
And I never actually did see you,
But the way you feel and how high your vibe,
The more I feel I fly and the more I feel I dive,
It's an endless sea that I don't care to see,
I could never find another explanation,
It's a paradox, how I long to be
And yet I don't really quite strive.
I'm just sitting here, sometimes I forget my body,
It's so dark in a sunny day,
I'm material, but feel liquid,
I'm dispersed in the air,
While no one is looking, I'm there;
Once they turn their heads, just like you,
I'm gone, 'cause their hearts are never with them.
But getting back to you, who knows when you'll be back,
After last year your visits are now so rare -
Had I called you against your will?
I do feel like sometimes you try to run away
And I grab and rip pieces of you,
I know it's not fair and it's not ok,
But what else am I supposed to do?
You're my perfect drug, give me butterflies,
Yet you see others more often than me,
I try not to compare, but the mind wanders around
And perhaps there's some jealousy there.
So I become possesive, could it be a bit too much?
Could I actually be hurting you?
You don't have a mouth and you cannot shout,
You always just whisper somehow;
Just one word from your side is sometimes enough
To keep me going for pages,
So I've become ill for you for you come so rare,
You used to come in the past - maybe you're a teenager, too?
But I do let you go and then once you're gone,
I am left empty again,
You don't know that you're my best friend...
You're above every woman and above every man,
Why can't I be the same for you...?
Well, I bid you fairwell from the fruit of your visit,
Please take care and...please come again?
Think of me sometimes, at least a couple times a year
And I promise with flowers I'll wait,
With smiles and with happiness, no more jealous fear,
I will see you when we're shining instead,
When you won't have to be back in fear
But because I'll also be your dear...
