drop these lines so sweet and reckless
a veil so thin i see your face
our sleeves are not so clean
but in the darkness, dear, who cares?
i can say the things you want to hear
i can get the closest to a touch
but with eyes out of focus,
lips so near,
i'm trying not to try too much.
it's smoke and mirrors, all a mind game
the way we dance around the truth
to pursue what we're afraid of,
to let go of what we love.
oh, let it, let it, let it go!
and if you want me, you can say it -
what's wrong with this fragile
little broken world?
why does everybody make it complicated?
my sleeves, you know, will never hide
nor my hands bruised to blue,
nor will cover up my heart...
all it really wants is you.