If we could just be immobile for some time, and finally figure out the way we feel. About the missing puzzle pieces and cloudy question marks. It still looks a bit surreal. Oh, I tend to disappear here and there. So concentrate and you'll feel me everywhere. And we'll fill the metro skies with country air. If you're lost, when you close your eyes, I'll meet you there.
It's not my fault that you have got the most endless eyes, and I can't help but fall into them. So I'm not gonna fight it this time, because it's obvious that this is beyond both of us. Because hearts are magnets pulling us together, and out of nowhere our fingers turn to feathers. And all that I want is so simply just to see you.
This is love, isn't it? When you notice someone's absence and hate that absence more than anything? More, even, than you love his presence?
Sometimes when I look at you, and you're looking back at me, I can see something. This teeny-tiny hint of something more, something you're feeling but can't say. When our eyes meet, it's like we're instantly connected. And I know no one catches it but me and you, but I like it that way. It's like our own little secret, a place we go to when everything around us is crazy and we just need some semblance of normal. God, your eyes are gorgeous. There are times when I want nothing more than to look you in the eyes, cause it's when we're looking at each other in silence that we end up saying the most.
Some things can never be explained, like how our skies remain the same. And I wonder how the sky would look without my star. Sleep seems a dream away and a year too late. Words that can't be spoken stream out my face, And I want to be selfish, I want to be selfish. I want to be selfish, you're my everything.
Like how much you love someone; it's nearly impossible to know that until you spend your days without them. And there are those lessons that you can only learn through the beating of your heart and through feeling such strong emotions that you can barely breathe.
I took my morning walk, I took my evening walk, I ate something, I thought about something, I wrote, I napped and dreamed something too, and with all that something, I still have nothing because so much of something has always been and always will be you.
I make a wish upon a star,
wish it would take me wherever you are,
wish it would put me back in your heart,
wish it could keep me from falling apart.
When I look up at the stars, or the sun, or I see the rain pouring down my window pane, I wonder; how many other people have looked at those things, and how many of them are heartbroken? And I wonder how they deal with it, and how many of them have cried that morning or night. I think of all the people who are under the same stars as me, and it makes me feel slightly less alone.
It’s funny how the littlest things can make you feel larger than life; the right lyric, the most heartfelt melody, the clearest message. Love.
We need to get out more. We need to stop sometimes and look at the sky. We need to spend more time with the ones we love and forget the ones we don't. So many things can make you forget, make you forget what's important in life. They will use fear on us and if you believe them and let them in, it will bring you down, will make you get in line and shut up. Well, we don't want to get in line, we want to show them all the sky and let them figure it out for themselves. We are talking to you, yes you. Sat in your car, sat at home, walking along the street. That thing you want - that thing that feels a hundred miles away, it's yours. It always has been. All you have to do is go and get it.
This love isn't good unless it's me and you. Stick your hands inside of my pockets, keep them warm while I'm still here. Tell them this love hasn't changed me, hasn't changed me at all.
"Sometimes I feel there is a hole inside me, an emptiness that, at times, seems to burn. I think if you lifted my heart to your ear, you could probably hear the ocean. And the moon tonight, there's a circle around it - a sign of trouble not far behind. I have this dream of being whole, of not going to sleep each night wanting. But still sometimes, when the wind is warm or the crickets sing, I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for. I just want someone to love me. I want to be seen."
When you aren't around, I let the shades fall down to shut out all the sun's light, and make myself feel alright. What am I doing with my life? Oh well, you've got me under your spell and I don't think that I'm kidding around. I don't think I can forget you now. Remember that the only things we need sometimes are chilly nights and warmer thighs, cause there's nothing like being held sometimes.
And if I had you, all the stars wouldn't fall from the sky
And the moon wouldn't start to cry
There'd be no earthquakes, I'd still make mistakes
If I had you, there'd still be day and night
And I'd still do wrong and right
Blue would still be blue
But things would be easier with you
Name the last time I wrote about something other than you. I'll keep dreaming, not another word sweetheart. Nothing is perfect, but it has to be someday. So I'll keep dreaming, we have to be someday. If you believed what you felt you would be in love.
"My point is, there are a lot of people in the world. No one ever sees everything the same way you do; it just doesn't happen. So when you find one person who gets a couple of things, especially if they're important ones, you might as well hold on to them. You know?"
I did not know how I could reach him, where I could overtake him and go on hand in hand with him once more. It is such a secret place, the land of tears.
These days remain the same, pictures fade away
I hope you never fade, as you drip through my veins
At the end of the day, when it comes down to it, all we really want is to be close to somebody. So this thing, where we all keep our distance and pretend not to care about each other, is usually a load of bull. So we pick and choose who we want to remain close to, and once we’ve chosen those people, we tend to stick close by. No matter how much we hurt them, the people that are still with you at the end of the day - those are the ones worth keeping. And sure, sometimes close can be too close. But sometimes, that invasion of personal space, it can be exactly what you need.
Who will tell whether one happy moment of love or the joy of breathing or walking on a bright morning and smelling the fresh air, is not worth all the suffering and effort which life implies.
I've been spending these nights behind closed eyes inside this room, where I dream that if I scream these words loud enough, they will come true. It's the only time that I can lie to myself about these days. So I'll sit back and dream that you and me are together in this place.
Your absence has gone through me like a thread through a needle, everything I do is stitched with it's color.
You hold me without touch. You keep me without chains. I never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love and not feel your rain.
On the good days, I feel like I get it, like it all makes sense. I can stay in the moment. I don't have to control everything in the future and I believe everything is gonna work out fine. On the bad days, I just want to grab the phone and start dialing numbers. I want to pull my hair and run through the streets screaming. But thanks to the people I've met in these rooms, I'm pretty sure I'm gonna make it through today.
I love love. I love being in love. I don't care what it does to me.
And if I could reverse it, I don't think that it'd be worth it because I know in my heart I would never let you tumble to the ground. No, I'd never let you fall.
I feel like some things, some people gain beauty and insight on life at different times. I think mine came too soon, or not too soon just before everyone else's. I'm not saying I'm wiser, or smarter. I'm obviously not. I just feel like I got a grip of life before it got a grip of me. People pick out different things in life to call 'important'. People don't sacrifice the way I feel they should. My life and your life are two different lives, that's why I'm me, and you're you. Learn to appreciate your indiviuality, and the fact that something about you is different. No matter how minor or major, it's something, have pride in it. Along the way pick up some incredible people, and find a way to leave this world knowing you changed it by being here. Being a speck on the earth is only a speck. Make yourself a beautiful speck that sticks out. Change something. Do something. Show somebody something they've never seen before, and stay true to exactly who you are.
"What caused you this pain in your heart?", she asked. "My eyes. I had them closed for so long and when I finally opened them, I wasn’t ready for what they saw.", he replied.
I mean, I got everything I need right here with me. I got air in my lungs, a few blank sheets of paper. I mean, I love waking up in the morning not knowing what's gonna happen or who I'm gonna meet, where I'm gonna wind up.
As days go by, I swear I'll try
I'll wait for you until I die
Anything for you
"The sea’s only gifts are harsh blows, and occasionally, the chance to feel strong. Now, I don’t know much about the sea, but I do know that that’s the way it is here, and I also know how important it is in life not necessarily to be strong, but to feel strong. To measure yourself at least once. To find yourself at least once in the most ancient of human conditions, facing the blind, deaf stone alone, nothing to help you but your hands and your own head."
We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
and as the clouds passed by, we knew time was growing older, growing closer to goodbye.
I really missed you tonight. I miss talking to you, knowing that you get me. And everytime I talk to someone else, it just reminds me of how much they don't.
I know what it does to you, I know. Maybe that's why we hold on as hard as we do. We just can't believe that such a miracle can happen to us twice. But it can, someday you'll find it again.
I want you to know that I dream about you.
I see us together laughing, holding hands.
Adventuring all over the world, carefree.
Late night car drives and loud music.
Perfect picnics and summer air.
Falling in love, even engaged.
Beautiful babies, and your dream home.
Getting through it all together.
Knowing I'd be happy through it all.
Growing old with you.
I wish it wasn't just a dream.
I remember every look upon your face. The way you roll your eyes, the way you taste. You make it hard for breathing. Cause when I close my eyes and drift away, I think of you and everything’s okay. I’m finally now believing that maybe it’s true that I can’t live without you.
And in a sea of wishful thinking, you know I pray to God I might spend forever in this moment, and never have to wake up.
I've been roaming around, always looking down at all I see. Painted faces fill the places I can't reach. You know that I could use somebody. You know that I could use somebody, someone like you.
You know that things aren't going well for you when you can't even tell people the simplest fact about your life, just because they'll presume you're asking them to feel sorry for you. I suppose it's why you feel so far away from everyone. In the end, anything you can think of to tell them just ends up making them feel terrible.
Sometimes you just need to be alone. Sometimes, not even your best friend needs to know. Sometimes, you need to put up the walls so you can examine yourself in the peace and quiet. Sometimes the loud sounds need to fade away, leaving only the silence and you; that's it.
you don't realize how much it means to me when you say that you remember.
If we could sit together a moment
And talk forever just to pass the time
I would smile as the shivers and chills run down my spine
With your eyes are locked on mine
Go away, give me a chance to miss you. Say goodbye, it'll make me wanna kiss you. I love you so much more when you're not here. If you give me some room there will be room enough for two. I don't wanna wake up with another, but I don't always wanna wake up with you either. No, you can't hop into my shower. All I ask for is one fuckin' hour. You taste so sweet, but I can't eat the same thing every day. Cuttin' off the phone. Leave me the fuck aone. Tomorrow I'll be beggin' you to come home.
I'd give all I have just to get you to stay, for so many years in my dreams things were changing but always your face was the same.
We spent some time together crying, spent some time just trying to let each other go. I held your hand so very tightly and told you what I would be dreaming of. There's nothing like you and I.
"Before you can grow up, you must fall in love 3 times. Once you must fall in love with your best friend, ruining your friendship forever. This will teach you who your true friends are, and the fine line between friendship and more. Once you must fall in love with someone you believe to be perfect. You will learn that no one is perfect, and that you should never be treated as any less than you deserve. And once you must fall in love with someone that is exactly like you. This will teach you about who you are, and who you want to be. And when you’re through with all that, you learn that the people who care about you the most are the ones that you hurt, and the ones that hurt you are the ones that you needed the most. But most of all, you learn that love is only a concept and is not something that can be defined, it is different to each person that experiences it. And you will learn to respect each and every person on this earth, knowing that everyone only wants to be loved."
We used to believe in a lot of things, like forevers, and our dreams. We used to speak of our futures. Then we both went our seperate ways. We don't talk about those things anymore. In fact, we don't talk at all.
I want you here by my side, cold nights and fires and white wine. Dreams of holidays to come, but I'll wait for spring to bring you to me. The only gift that I need. I'll be living off your phone calls, in your letters and your postcards. Every single word is like a secret wish come true. Who cares if we're apart for the big days. It's the small ones that made me fall in love with you.
I wish him the best,
we were kids back then, as if we could progress,
but sometimes I just can't sleep,
thinking of everything we could have been.
If we could just be immobile for some time, and finally figure out the way we feel. About the missing puzzle pieces and cloudy question marks. It still looks a bit surreal. Oh, I tend to disappear here and there. So concentrate and you'll feel me everywhere. And we'll fill the metro skies with country air. If you're lost, when you close your eyes, I'll meet you there.
It's not my fault that you have got the most endless eyes, and I can't help but fall into them. So I'm not gonna fight it this time, because it's obvious that this is beyond both of us. Because hearts are magnets pulling us together, and out of nowhere our fingers turn to feathers. And all that I want is so simply just to see you.
This is love, isn't it? When you notice someone's absence and hate that absence more than anything? More, even, than you love his presence?
Sometimes when I look at you, and you're looking back at me, I can see something. This teeny-tiny hint of something more, something you're feeling but can't say. When our eyes meet, it's like we're instantly connected. And I know no one catches it but me and you, but I like it that way. It's like our own little secret, a place we go to when everything around us is crazy and we just need some semblance of normal. God, your eyes are gorgeous. There are times when I want nothing more than to look you in the eyes, cause it's when we're looking at each other in silence that we end up saying the most.
Some things can never be explained, like how our skies remain the same. And I wonder how the sky would look without my star. Sleep seems a dream away and a year too late. Words that can't be spoken stream out my face, And I want to be selfish, I want to be selfish. I want to be selfish, you're my everything.
Like how much you love someone; it's nearly impossible to know that until you spend your days without them. And there are those lessons that you can only learn through the beating of your heart and through feeling such strong emotions that you can barely breathe.
I took my morning walk, I took my evening walk, I ate something, I thought about something, I wrote, I napped and dreamed something too, and with all that something, I still have nothing because so much of something has always been and always will be you.
I make a wish upon a star,
wish it would take me wherever you are,
wish it would put me back in your heart,
wish it could keep me from falling apart.
When I look up at the stars, or the sun, or I see the rain pouring down my window pane, I wonder; how many other people have looked at those things, and how many of them are heartbroken? And I wonder how they deal with it, and how many of them have cried that morning or night. I think of all the people who are under the same stars as me, and it makes me feel slightly less alone.
It’s funny how the littlest things can make you feel larger than life; the right lyric, the most heartfelt melody, the clearest message. Love.
We need to get out more. We need to stop sometimes and look at the sky. We need to spend more time with the ones we love and forget the ones we don't. So many things can make you forget, make you forget what's important in life. They will use fear on us and if you believe them and let them in, it will bring you down, will make you get in line and shut up. Well, we don't want to get in line, we want to show them all the sky and let them figure it out for themselves. We are talking to you, yes you. Sat in your car, sat at home, walking along the street. That thing you want - that thing that feels a hundred miles away, it's yours. It always has been. All you have to do is go and get it.
This love isn't good unless it's me and you. Stick your hands inside of my pockets, keep them warm while I'm still here. Tell them this love hasn't changed me, hasn't changed me at all.
"Sometimes I feel there is a hole inside me, an emptiness that, at times, seems to burn. I think if you lifted my heart to your ear, you could probably hear the ocean. And the moon tonight, there's a circle around it - a sign of trouble not far behind. I have this dream of being whole, of not going to sleep each night wanting. But still sometimes, when the wind is warm or the crickets sing, I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for. I just want someone to love me. I want to be seen."
When you aren't around, I let the shades fall down to shut out all the sun's light, and make myself feel alright. What am I doing with my life? Oh well, you've got me under your spell and I don't think that I'm kidding around. I don't think I can forget you now. Remember that the only things we need sometimes are chilly nights and warmer thighs, cause there's nothing like being held sometimes.
And if I had you, all the stars wouldn't fall from the sky
And the moon wouldn't start to cry
There'd be no earthquakes, I'd still make mistakes
If I had you, there'd still be day and night
And I'd still do wrong and right
Blue would still be blue
But things would be easier with you
Name the last time I wrote about something other than you. I'll keep dreaming, not another word sweetheart. Nothing is perfect, but it has to be someday. So I'll keep dreaming, we have to be someday. If you believed what you felt you would be in love.
"My point is, there are a lot of people in the world. No one ever sees everything the same way you do; it just doesn't happen. So when you find one person who gets a couple of things, especially if they're important ones, you might as well hold on to them. You know?"
I did not know how I could reach him, where I could overtake him and go on hand in hand with him once more. It is such a secret place, the land of tears.
These days remain the same, pictures fade away
I hope you never fade, as you drip through my veins
At the end of the day, when it comes down to it, all we really want is to be close to somebody. So this thing, where we all keep our distance and pretend not to care about each other, is usually a load of bull. So we pick and choose who we want to remain close to, and once we’ve chosen those people, we tend to stick close by. No matter how much we hurt them, the people that are still with you at the end of the day - those are the ones worth keeping. And sure, sometimes close can be too close. But sometimes, that invasion of personal space, it can be exactly what you need.
Who will tell whether one happy moment of love or the joy of breathing or walking on a bright morning and smelling the fresh air, is not worth all the suffering and effort which life implies.
I've been spending these nights behind closed eyes inside this room, where I dream that if I scream these words loud enough, they will come true. It's the only time that I can lie to myself about these days. So I'll sit back and dream that you and me are together in this place.
Your absence has gone through me like a thread through a needle, everything I do is stitched with it's color.
You hold me without touch. You keep me without chains. I never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love and not feel your rain.
On the good days, I feel like I get it, like it all makes sense. I can stay in the moment. I don't have to control everything in the future and I believe everything is gonna work out fine. On the bad days, I just want to grab the phone and start dialing numbers. I want to pull my hair and run through the streets screaming. But thanks to the people I've met in these rooms, I'm pretty sure I'm gonna make it through today.
I love love. I love being in love. I don't care what it does to me.
And if I could reverse it, I don't think that it'd be worth it because I know in my heart I would never let you tumble to the ground. No, I'd never let you fall.
I feel like some things, some people gain beauty and insight on life at different times. I think mine came too soon, or not too soon just before everyone else's. I'm not saying I'm wiser, or smarter. I'm obviously not. I just feel like I got a grip of life before it got a grip of me. People pick out different things in life to call 'important'. People don't sacrifice the way I feel they should. My life and your life are two different lives, that's why I'm me, and you're you. Learn to appreciate your indiviuality, and the fact that something about you is different. No matter how minor or major, it's something, have pride in it. Along the way pick up some incredible people, and find a way to leave this world knowing you changed it by being here. Being a speck on the earth is only a speck. Make yourself a beautiful speck that sticks out. Change something. Do something. Show somebody something they've never seen before, and stay true to exactly who you are.
"What caused you this pain in your heart?", she asked. "My eyes. I had them closed for so long and when I finally opened them, I wasn’t ready for what they saw.", he replied.
I mean, I got everything I need right here with me. I got air in my lungs, a few blank sheets of paper. I mean, I love waking up in the morning not knowing what's gonna happen or who I'm gonna meet, where I'm gonna wind up.
As days go by, I swear I'll try
I'll wait for you until I die
Anything for you
"The sea’s only gifts are harsh blows, and occasionally, the chance to feel strong. Now, I don’t know much about the sea, but I do know that that’s the way it is here, and I also know how important it is in life not necessarily to be strong, but to feel strong. To measure yourself at least once. To find yourself at least once in the most ancient of human conditions, facing the blind, deaf stone alone, nothing to help you but your hands and your own head."
We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
and as the clouds passed by, we knew time was growing older, growing closer to goodbye.
I really missed you tonight. I miss talking to you, knowing that you get me. And everytime I talk to someone else, it just reminds me of how much they don't.
I know what it does to you, I know. Maybe that's why we hold on as hard as we do. We just can't believe that such a miracle can happen to us twice. But it can, someday you'll find it again.
I want you to know that I dream about you.
I see us together laughing, holding hands.
Adventuring all over the world, carefree.
Late night car drives and loud music.
Perfect picnics and summer air.
Falling in love, even engaged.
Beautiful babies, and your dream home.
Getting through it all together.
Knowing I'd be happy through it all.
Growing old with you.
I wish it wasn't just a dream.
I remember every look upon your face. The way you roll your eyes, the way you taste. You make it hard for breathing. Cause when I close my eyes and drift away, I think of you and everything’s okay. I’m finally now believing that maybe it’s true that I can’t live without you.
And in a sea of wishful thinking, you know I pray to God I might spend forever in this moment, and never have to wake up.
I've been roaming around, always looking down at all I see. Painted faces fill the places I can't reach. You know that I could use somebody. You know that I could use somebody, someone like you.
You know that things aren't going well for you when you can't even tell people the simplest fact about your life, just because they'll presume you're asking them to feel sorry for you. I suppose it's why you feel so far away from everyone. In the end, anything you can think of to tell them just ends up making them feel terrible.
Sometimes you just need to be alone. Sometimes, not even your best friend needs to know. Sometimes, you need to put up the walls so you can examine yourself in the peace and quiet. Sometimes the loud sounds need to fade away, leaving only the silence and you; that's it.
you don't realize how much it means to me when you say that you remember.
If we could sit together a moment
And talk forever just to pass the time
I would smile as the shivers and chills run down my spine
With your eyes are locked on mine
Go away, give me a chance to miss you. Say goodbye, it'll make me wanna kiss you. I love you so much more when you're not here. If you give me some room there will be room enough for two. I don't wanna wake up with another, but I don't always wanna wake up with you either. No, you can't hop into my shower. All I ask for is one fuckin' hour. You taste so sweet, but I can't eat the same thing every day. Cuttin' off the phone. Leave me the fuck aone. Tomorrow I'll be beggin' you to come home.
I'd give all I have just to get you to stay, for so many years in my dreams things were changing but always your face was the same.
We spent some time together crying, spent some time just trying to let each other go. I held your hand so very tightly and told you what I would be dreaming of. There's nothing like you and I.
"Before you can grow up, you must fall in love 3 times. Once you must fall in love with your best friend, ruining your friendship forever. This will teach you who your true friends are, and the fine line between friendship and more. Once you must fall in love with someone you believe to be perfect. You will learn that no one is perfect, and that you should never be treated as any less than you deserve. And once you must fall in love with someone that is exactly like you. This will teach you about who you are, and who you want to be. And when you’re through with all that, you learn that the people who care about you the most are the ones that you hurt, and the ones that hurt you are the ones that you needed the most. But most of all, you learn that love is only a concept and is not something that can be defined, it is different to each person that experiences it. And you will learn to respect each and every person on this earth, knowing that everyone only wants to be loved."
We used to believe in a lot of things, like forevers, and our dreams. We used to speak of our futures. Then we both went our seperate ways. We don't talk about those things anymore. In fact, we don't talk at all.
I want you here by my side, cold nights and fires and white wine. Dreams of holidays to come, but I'll wait for spring to bring you to me. The only gift that I need. I'll be living off your phone calls, in your letters and your postcards. Every single word is like a secret wish come true. Who cares if we're apart for the big days. It's the small ones that made me fall in love with you.
I wish him the best,
we were kids back then, as if we could progress,
but sometimes I just can't sleep,
thinking of everything we could have been.