Took a walk down to the park and I watched your breath define your figure in the air and I felt lost, so lost in compare
I'd light a fire in your hearth, the smoke a signal for you to take a closer look, I promise I'm worth your love, your time, your love
Been skipping stones across your lake but the surface remains untouched
Trying to sink one deep so I can reach under your skin, unlatch the door and let myself in
Without your arms, your arms to hold, hold up my strings I've been writing countless eulogies to every aspect of me
I'm having trouble saying I'm worth something (I feel like nothing) unless someone I love says it for me but that's not okay
I need to breath my own air. I need to write my own words. I need to focus on the fact that I'm alive and yes this hurts but the sun will rise again and I will be a better man
Without your arms, your arms to hold, hold up my strings I've been writing countless eulogies to every aspect of me
I'm having trouble saying I'm worth something (I feel like nothing) unless someone I love says it for me, won't you say it for me?
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