You were calling early on a Sunday morning, hoping I would wake up, but I was up before your window let out the sun through the gap in your blinds.
Last week I was pacing in the bedroom, panicked, wishing I could call you, but know it's just another side effect of loneliness in a life. And I know I couldn't keep up, but how could you be fine when I was never up, and you're always raring to go?
I can't call you this late at night anymore, it's not normal. But I wish it was 'cause it feels so normal to me. And I wish I was ecstatic for options, but options never seem to be coming to me.
Lucid dreaming in the morning, oh how I wish I could stay there. Not another detrimental thought or care in the world. And I wish I could be silent and content without this everlasting overwhelming need to be heard.
I can't call you this late at night anymore it's not normal. No it's not normal to be so attached to you. Lucid dreaming in the morning oh how I wish I could stay there. Not another detrimental thought or care in the world. And I'd take the offer again, but I'd hate to witness another end.
Track Name: Months and Days
December seems longer each year that I'm making do with the thought of you, and I wouldn't take it for granted if you could do something for me to. I was just hoping, you'd be out spoken in the end. Next time don't ponder. Obvious choices to further instead.
You couldn't know me if you tried. You couldn't own me. I would like to see you try to take charge. I've been staring at this world from afar. I've been trying to find where you are.
If there was some relevance I would've spoken up. Would it be enough? 'Cause there was a precedent I should've woken up. I was losing touch, and so desperate. Everyone's desperate anyway. Never so hopeful. Nobody's helpful either way.
You couldn't know me if you tried. You couldn't own me. I would like to see you try to take charge. I've been staring at this world from afar. So you've got to know that life on the outside isn't new to me, I'll be just fine. I'll be buried deep with comfort in time. And it's got to come light years away. I'll be counting down the months and the days.