i am answering your message, i can see you're getting restless, you're telling me how it's the worst thing of your life
- you are different, i've been told, but i know you're a hand to hold, to cross the busy street when we're downtown at night
- you always have stories for me, some i even don't believe, it's hard for me to ever think of, living life like that
- you wish to live inside a bubble, you always seem to get in trouble, not with the law but with the people here
- pulling back, the tension on the surface to get what's deep inside, so i'm pulling back, i'm only holding on to help you fly
- you are like a kite sometimes, the way you dodge the power lines, I'll grip your string so tight and i swear i won't let gofind your reason and run with it, it's the safe thing to resist it, tomorrow's as predictable, as the wind
- pulling back, the tension on the surface to get what's deep inside, so i'm pulling back, i'm only holding on to help you fly
- no one ever sees you crying, all i know is you are trying, to find a refuge that protects you, from the world
- i have always been here for you, i'm the one who won't ignore you - we are bad at making plans, and we are bad at keeping friends, who love us as ourselves, and ask for nothing more
- will you stop shooting me those glances, i don't always have the answers, to questions you will ask me that i've asked before
- pulling back, the tension on the surface to get what's deep inside, so i'm pulling back, i'm only holding on to help you fly
- pulling back, the tension on the surface to get what's deep inside, so i'm pulling back, i'm only holding on to help you fly
- pulling back...
