I fought and lost and now everything's spinning around me and I can't spin along.
My mind can't fit you in so how can I go on when I don't understand you?
So I whisper your name and I wait here because I wasn't made to do this alone.
How can I live without being sure that one day I'll get where you are?
Have I crossed the line?
Thousands at a time, these questions are climbing around me and I can't take them down.
Where is the ground that I was standing on?
You promised it would never leave me.
But I whisper your name and I wait here because I wasn't made to do this alone.
How can I live without being sure that one day I'll get where you are?
Have I crossed the line?
