Black lines on the windowsill
Up and up and up
What not you did you want to feel like I wonder
I’m still not sure where to go but I know I started to miss it
I just wish you wouldn’t hate me
Just like I miss the stars in nights I don’t see them
I get this yearning just to hear
I know the song I’m searching for isn’t out there yet
And I know you don’t think it’s for me
But I still listen
I still try to pry apart the pieces to see if I missed something
I don’t know what I’m searching for.
But I don’t think I can find anything
That will change my heart.
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