my heart is pumping

for one reason.

maybe it's my imagination,

but it's true.

it's all in your hands.

i no longer

have this on my shoulders.

 

oh no,

it must be something i said.

love is another word for regret.

you know,

it must be part of my plan.

it's never too late to understand.

 

and i

wanted it to be

something more than

just another run-around for me.

and even though...

i'm glad that i'm finally free.

all that's left for my life

is now up to me.

 

and i

walk around for days

and i

only see you in my dreams.

 

wait for me like i've waited for you.