Friday, September 30, 2011

Yeah, I'm Drifting

Secretly, I'm a saint in sinner's clothes.
A wolf drifting through the sheep
But even the wolves regret killing.
Maybe one day I'll come around.
There's so much I wish you knew.
So many tired moments
I wish I could retract.
You have every piece that I lack.
Did you know that?
Someday the sun's gonna come up
and maybe we can both see it together.
I have this habit of
walking through the door,
shaking up people's lives,
then waving goodbye.
They walk away to something more.
But if I can save one life
I'll save a million more.
I promised I'd do that to more than myself.
I'm on the edge of falling into this
for about the hundredth time.
What am I supposed to do about it?
I always trust when I see a smile.
But there's something different in the way you do.
Each little thing adds up to a light.
The way you smile with your eyes.
There's this light inside you that spills over.
I want to tell you.
I think you know.
But you and I, we're so much alike.
You tend to think more of others
than you do yourself.
Let me hold you up there
for the world to see.
I've never lived my life for me.
Tell me this isn't a lie and
I'm not dreaming.
I think you understand.
I think you know.
And maybe if I'm lucky
you'll return the feeling.

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