I’m sitting here on this bed wishing that I was all that you see
You’re telling me that you love me, but your actions aren’t saying the same
Tell me…does love still reside under this celling?
If I could make one wish it would be for you to be completely happy
If I were to be asked where my heart was, I would say that it resides within your back pocket
I’m not asking for much, I just need to know if the love that we have has not disappeared off into the night
That the light that twinkled in your eyes still replays those memories we built throughout this lifetime
From sunup to sundown, we dance this fine line between what is and what’s not
If I were still a child, I would say that life was truly unfair
Instead, I am sitting here trying to convince my heart that love remains within these four walls

