"I don't want you too close" he says, "except when you're lying in my bed". He sounds fun to be around. You ask me to say what I think, well I think he's building a boat that will sink soon enough. Faith will run aground. It's nearly over and I'm holding out to hold you through the fall.

If you only knew I'd never treat you like that, there would be happier days to be had. Dance with me, it's all I see. Fantasy crowding the space in my head, leaving me feeling the magic of phantom romance.

I listen as you talk it through, and picture myself on your lips as they move - is that wrong of me? I'm trying to be here for you but my intuition says I should be making my move. Faith comes so easily. It's nearly over and I'm holding out here to hold you through the fall.

If you only knew I'd never treat you like that, there would be happier days to be had. Fantasy crowding the space in my head, I feel I could fly but I'm drowning instead. I am so tired of the sickness I feel, wanting the love he is wanting to steal. Don't think I don't know what's better for you, everything you're looking for is here waiting for you. I'm waiting for you. If you only knew I'd never treat you like that...