Love My Words

If you're standing at a puddle moaning

it would be like the sea tonight.

Because you're not there,

she's dependent on your love and how it's being left in a cold night.

The choice is gleaming without fear of what the response will be.

She loved my words before,

and now it all seems to matter either way.

She loved my words before,

there must be someone who loves me more.

She looks watered down as she wakes from a happy dream,

as if somehow she was above the meaning of it all.

With my arms, receiving sparkles from the sea,

and the sun we all have to share our love away.

She loved my words before, and now it all seems to matter either way.

She loved my words before, there must be someone who loves me more.

She loved my words before, and now it all seems to matter either way.

She loved my words before, there must be someone who loves me more.

I can't let go, I can't stand still.

If one was bad, and if it was sad, then that was good too.

She loved my words before, and now it all seems to matter either way.

She loved my words before, there must be someone who loves me more.

She loved my words before, and now it all seems to matter either way.

She loved my words before, there must be someone who loves me more.

She loved my words before, and now it all seems to matter either way.