*Here's To You, If You want It*

Someone said it for me. She found my words on her way and made a song out of it to give them back to me.

Song of my present life, it is my lullaby at night and the soundtrack of my studies. And I will listen to it live next week. I just wish you could feel how I feel when I listen to her. I wish I could share that with you.

I knew that I'd get like this again
That's why I try to keep at bay
Be a hundred percent when I'm with you and then
The perfect heart's length away

The stickler is you've played not one beat wrong
You never promised me anything
Even sat me down and warned me just how they fall
I knew the odds were I'd never win

Yet here I am

It's a half life
With you as my quarterback
A daft life

My self-worth measured in text back tempo
It's been two days and 8 minutes too slow
Well there may well be others but I still like to pretend
That I'm the one you really want to grow old with

Got a schedule to stick to, got a world to keep sweet
You're so much to everyone all the time
Will you ever slow down? Will I ever come first?
The universe contracts to sigh

It's a half life
With you as my quarterback
A daft life

Hold me
Darling, please
Hold me
Darling, please

You know you'll never be lonely, no you'll always be loved
And maybe you never need more than that
But for the surplus that loves, what's to become of us?
Does it even register on your conscience?

Long for one last showdown from a box in a crowd
Air compressed tight to explode
I'm clenching my ticket to the only way out
As you disappear in a puff of smoke

It's a half life
With you as my quarterback
A daft life

Am I becoming too dreamy?
Probably.

And dreams and fear don't work well together, creating a sick mix of emotions I don't know how to handle.

But sure I'll be allright.