Somedays I can see a path Straight out of a novel I can memorize, can read between the lines And how they stay, organized and ready One night, your face Was framed in wood I loved you more than any other time before Any frantic guessing of what lay ahead Was laid to rest I held my breath Nothing ventured, nothing gained I thought I'd be harder to pull into a fairytale like this I'll eat my words If you come hold me closer