"Me From You"
Where’s my good sense gone?
Askin’ you ‘cause maybe you’d know
Five months feels too long
Gotta hold my hand down low
To catch the high
One second you’re all for the hold
Next you’re too frozen to not be cold
I’m missin’ the point held in the sky
There’s a line above it that divides
Me from you
To catch the high
We have to fly
Together
But whether or not
We have to deal
With these thoughts
Forever
And I’m holding
Onto the bold link
Keeping me from you
Symbols are for meanings
There isn’t a simple mean thing
I’d want to say, let it be
What it is, what do you see?
You’re the thread in my jeans
Holding the denim seams
Without you, they’d be below my knees
And I don’t think I need to feel that free
Keep your body
From touching mine
Giving me hot heat
To feel inside
Frustration then occurs
And I’m not yours or hers
No worries, though hun
I still don’t think that we’re
Anywhere near done
