And I’m hardly your combatant, but it’s like a battle to the death.

And I question why I’m with you, then we’re right back in bed.

And I know your heart is faraway, but forever near my grasp.

And you never show how close we came cause you’re always fearing that.

So I devote those scary thoughts to restless sleep instead.

Cause if I pull back, then you sense that, and we’re right back on the ledge.

And I won’t jump, cause I know you’re there. 

And you won’t fall, cause you know I’m here.

Still, we won’t solve what’s in open air.