What's for Real

in the half-light i can feel you staring at him
fascinated by the windowsill
in the half-light I can feel you
but i can’t go
i know i never will
but i know how i feel
this is my life ever after
i am waiting unrequited unadoring
ever after i am waiting by the doorway
dissipating
i fall to the floor
but i know how i feel and i know what’s for real
walking with you i could let go with my eyes closed but dilated
i can hear you
can you hear me as i beg you to take me with you
somewhere better
please don’t leave me here
'cause i know how i feel and i know what’s for real
'cause i know how i feel and i know what’s for real