Tuesday, November 20, 2012

"It's all right. It's all wrong."


One day, without any explanation, you sent me a link to this song. The first time we met, I wrote in my journal that you were hard to read. You still are, 95% of the time, and it is the one thing that frustrates me the most about you. But in those subtle moments that you offer me a glimpse into the inner workings of your mind, I am always overwhelmed by your honesty.


You're not the one. But I want you to be.


I'm the next act
Waiting in the wings

I'm an animal
Trapped in your hot car

I am all the days
That you choose to ignore

You are all I need
You are all I need
I'm in the middle of your picture
Lying in the reeds

I'm a moth
Who just wants to share your light

I'm just an insect
Trying to get out of the night

I only stick with you
Because there are no others

You are all I need
You're all I need
I'm in the middle your picture
Lying in the reeds

It's all wrong
It's all right
It's all wrong