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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