States and Spaces

Why do I dry my eyes
Tear drops on my skin
Reveal the state and space I am in
A curse this fragile rain
But I wash my hands of shame
For I’ve been stung
And I am in love again
There’s a letter I wrote to myself as a child
It said «beware of a heart that’s wild»
But a heart that’s wild is what I’m drawn to
And I will never regret falling in love with you
Why do I run away
When there’s so much more to say
I saw myself in her
I was terrified
But that’s the risk you take
When you follow blindly and shake
I don’t feel safe
But at least I’m satisfied
There’s a letter I wrote to myself as a child
It said «beware of a heart that’s wild»
But a heart that’s wild is what I’m drawn to
And I will never regret falling in love with you
Gone are the days
When I’d sit in the hallway
Dreaming all day
Floating in sorrow
Deep in the night
I know what’s right
It’s never black or white
But the colours are magical
And all consuming
There’s a letter I wrote to myself as a child
It said «beware of a heart that’s wild»
It said «beware of a heart that’s wild»
It said «beware of a heart that’s wild»
It said «beware of a heart that’s wild»
But a heart that’s wild is what I’m drawn to
And I will never regret falling in love with you