If you were here right now I wouldn't write this down at all.
I'd think out loud, embracing you in a calm confessional.
If you were here right now, I wouldn't write this song at all.
I'd sing out loud, and hope that you don't just laugh it off.
I stay here because it makes too much sense not to, too much sense not to.
If you could hear me now
I'd be careful not to say
How I have cancelled all my plans to go away.
Sometimes when you're around, it cancels out the gray,
But more than not, you tack it on in your lightless way.
I stay here because it makes too much sense not to, too much sense not to.
My joints buckle under the weight of this wall.