The thing that separates us is distance.
The thing that separates us is your resistance.
I hate it when you play with my head.
But it reminds me of what you said.
How can you love someone that isn't there.
But you know what? I don't care.
I'll be here if you need me.
But that's something you don't see.
God, knows how much i love you.
And all of it is true.
I'd give you my left lung if you needed it.
But the doubt is your benefit.
I talk to you and can't find the words to say.
I think of you night and day.
Your stuck at an indecision.
But try and put yourself in my position.
I love you with my heart and soul.
But you won't talk to me anymore.
So how do I deal with this?
When I talk to you I get a feeling of bliss.
You can't fall for me.
And that's what I don't want to see.
I want to make you mine.
And if I do I'll hold you until the end of time...
