Insignificant, subtle tendencies
Am I nothing like I seem to be?
It's in a small place that i never see
Where i found someone to sing to me
Pull the inside
From the outside
If i stare into the sun until my eyes go blind
Would i lose sight of you?
You pulled the rest of me through
Will you be there when i get off the ground?
It comes to me at night, before i go to sleep
It becomes a secret that's so hard to keep
The look on my face, the red of my head
Ungiving words make me a better man
Pull the inside
From the outside
If i stare into the sun until my eyes go blind
Would i lose sight of you?
You pulled the rest of me through
Will you be there when i get off the ground?