Sometimes I look at you and think that you're beautiful
Stylishly so, in an "I don't care" way
And I stare at you from behind painted glass windows
The colour depending on what kind of day
And my hands press up against the glass – I can't reach you
So surely I will not be able to teach you your worth
But I'll pray for you every night
And as I melt away I forget that once
I would dance all day to the dream I've yet to touch
But how dreams fade when they get stuck in the mud
Sometimes I look at you and wonder if I am what's
Bringing you down to the ground and I ponder
" Maybe I should work with flowers? Or go back and
Study significant things you get paid for?"
But hurry cos I'm getting older and they're getting younger
And I feel like everyone's staring at me
I don't know what you want me to be
But as I melt away I forget that once
I would dance all day to the dream I've yet to touch
But how dreams fade when they get stuck in the mud
Am I aching your heart or just mine?
Will it be ok if I start walking in time?
And for you I would nail myself to the wall
But I'll hate you for it...
Sometimes I look at you and think
I love you so much that I'd give all this up
If it meant you could hold me and know I was here in the moment
And not with the puzzle and how to solve it
But I don't know when I'm allowed to be happy or proud
So I'll always tone down did you figure it out?
I've wanted to scream and shout
And as I melt away I forget that once
I would dance all day to the dream I've yet to touch
But how dreams fade when they get stuck in the mud
But how dreams fade when they get stuck in the mud