Everyday I get more confused
About all this pain that you are putting me through
And every night I try to realize
Or force something that will spark a revelation
Every song I sing a get a little more hurt
By my own words, they just seem to assert
My precepts and standards for humanity
Just aren’t what they’re supposed to be

So please let me see you just on more time
We’ll hang out and maybe sit by the fireside
But all I can do is just stay and lay
Inside this house so cold and comfortably gray
Maybe I’ll call your phone, who knows?
Just to listen to your answering machine
because as much as you say you miss me
Sometimes I find it too hard to believe

Remember the time we talked all night
On the phone and online
I was just waiting for you to give me a sign
We cried and we laughed
Oh finally I had you at last
I could picture ourselves now
Our future years would be so cold and dear
In a small apartment or house

And if we had no money, I wouldn’t care
But you would worry with your usual despair
Constantly questioning what the future holds...
I would comfort you, and eventually leave you
To become what I have found
To constantly appear in my dreams reoccurring so many times
But then maybe one day I would find you again
And we would figure ourselves out

We’ll figure this out