Talk to me 'cause I've been talking to myself. Help me get these thoughts out of my own head. I don't believe, most days I don't believe. Mercy is true, it's hard to live with the things I do.
Must have thought I was so strong. Might have ever thought I was the one for this all along. But I can't even dream or imagine how it seems. To carry the weight of this crown.
I whisper,"You don't have to worry, we'll survive". Forced smiles underneath the brittle, frozen light. No proof that you're alive. Cold fingers find the curve below your tired eyes.
Trace the shape of my heart. 'Til it becomes more familiar to your eyes. I've been lost without you. Cold without your love. It's taken days and nights to make me realize.