How could I miss you if never met you;
if that road turned some other way and never looked back?
There’s a feeling, overwhelming, like I couldn’t belong
without this point of contact; everything would be wrong.
Stop motion on the ceiling, skipped frames, and I’m forgetting the in-between.
When the world is spinning and I am standing still,
when the world comes apart and I’m standing still, you flicker.
If I never knew what I’d lost
and I turn around and you’re gone? You flicker.
A moment lost, is not so eas’ly found
if that glance turned some other way and never looked back?
There’s a feeling, overwhelming, this is where I belong.
This melody, insep’rable from hearing the song,
I’m floating on the feeling, skipped beats and I’m forgetting the in-between.
If you turned left, and I turned right;
would the curves of the earth bring our paths back to cross again?
Would I trust fate to bring back the tide,
or would I dive, headfirst, to feel you on my skin?