In touching distance, but unable to hold.
I want your heart to escape from the cold.
So close, but I just want to cuddle you so.
But I think by now, that much you know.
Time goes on, running out of things to say.
Will my feelings be left to simply ebb away?
I'm an open book, read me page by page.
My eyes can't keep secrets, easy to gauge.
I think to myself, where to go from here?
Every dream I have, is to have you near.
But dreams I suppose, is all they'll ever be.
I know by now, you'll never belong to me.
I'm getting older now, I have to move on.
I just imagined hope, when there was none.