my hands are shaking from carrying this torch,
from carrying this torch for you,
my lips are bleeding from kissing you goodbye,
from kissing you goodbye every night,
my sheets are tearing from sleeping in too long,
from sleeping in too long with you
my hands are shaking from carrying this torch,
from carrying this torch for you,
my lips are bleeding from kissing you goodbye,
kissing you goodbye every night.
my head is where its always been,
if only I knew where,
my feet can stand the ground or more,
it seems that I don’t care
my heart is pounding yes, yes, yes,
my mind just second guess,
my love is so articulate,
but I am such a mess.
– by Sondre Lerche from the movie “Dan In Real Life”
