One day you will know the truth about me
I say to the photo in my mind
I say you have so much to witness
And I'm laughing cuz I'm curling up inside
And all the times that you could not find the words
Are what I call my perfect memories
So why is it all the things I said
Are all I ever could remember of me?
Well I say so many things
And I mean both less and more
Wish I could make up my mind
I keep trying to make it to yesterday
Cuz I can't forget how you feel
Despite my smiling I'm losing faith that there's another way
So if I start to let go
You must me know
That it was real
I know the answer is only in my head
I just believe that only fools claim to really know
I wish you could see the great things in store for me
In the meantime could you please tell me where to go
Your skin is the closest I've been to purity
You know I think of you all the time
Where can I fly now that you've shown me gravity?
There is no line
There is no line
Well I mean so many things
And I say only less or more
Want to stop making up my mind
I keep trying to make it to yesterday
Cuz I can't forget how you feel
Despite my smiling I'm losing faith that there's another way
So if I start to let go
You must let me know
That it was real
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