I’m lost in the crowd again
Got to start breathing, gotta count to ten
And try to convince myself to stay.
Who am I kidding, they can’t keep me away!
From the sound
From the view
From the deepest well
I ever fell into
He’s got a way with me
Standing there, beautifully afar
Playing me, playing me!
Like he plays his guitar
His guitar
He holds it so tight
I pray that he’ll hold me like that some night
But it’s useless, ‘cause it isn’t me
He longs to hold, but I can’t accept that easily
He’s got a way with me
Standing there, beautifully afar
Playing me, playing me!
Like he plays his guitar
You should see
The way his eyes glaze, avoiding me
I don’t know what I thought, how I got it wrong
Thinking I was the muse in his perfect love song
I guess I misread the signs, misheard the key
He was singing in, when I thought he was singing to me
It’s just the way his music goes
It’s just the way his music goes
But he’s got a way with me
Shining because he’ll be a star
He’ll keep on playing me
Just like he plays his guitar
His sweating hands hold both sides of me
One glance up into his eyes and the world falls silently
I know it because I’ve been to his shows a million times before
That he’ll keep on playing me,
Silently,
Distantly,
He’ll keep on playing me,
I pray he play me a million times more.
