You were a bump In the road, a lump In my sore throat
If I was an ocean, or a single wave You'd be the moon. I'd be your slave. If I was a day, or just the sighing noon You'd be the night, Thoughtlessly turn out the light.
you could never see me the way that i needed you to see me and i could never see you the way that you wanted me to see you and so we stumbled past each other blind groping for something we'd never find and never hold