Looking from my chair, there's a light seeping under the curtains
Not ready yet to dream but if I wait, sleep remains uncertain
And maybe I'm too scared of what awaits inside my head
But if I won't face the darkness, there's no shadow I can shed
Lonely is the bed that is made; birds humming by the window
It's the cold I'm standing quietly in beneath the morning glow
When I'm broken, hungry for your love, with no way to feed it
I might be too young to find love, but at least I know I need it
I know why you did those things, but I still don't know how
You tried to make it easy, so the truth won't linger long now
I think that I'm too young to keep good love from going bad
Forgetting what was learned and clinging tightly to what I had
Sometimes a heart gets carried away, when it feels it's found something sure
Never mind what solitude and hurt it has endured
Sometimes a heart must break to find that clarity doesn't means a thing is pure
Curled up in a corner around a dream to have you with me
You hide from being wounded, pretending in things that can't be
Making the mistake you promised you would protect me from
Not afraid to take, but hesitating each time I ask for some
It's true I set myself up; set the stage to watch my own demise
I thought your mind would change--that it won't now is no surprise
When the words spoken are the same as what I've already heard
It's time to take my leave, and only in this act am I assured
Lying on the floor in blankets, struggling to keep in the warm
I'm seeking a false sense of shelter to hide in from the storm
I should've cut you out before you found a passage in
Then there would be no end because no love would begin
Sometimes a heart gets carried away, when it feels it's found something sure
Never mind what solitude and hurt it has endured
Sometimes a heart must break to find that clarity doesn't means a thing is pure
