You struggle with the thought of me
While I struggle with the thought of you
And I simply wish I didn't have to
...struggle I mean...
My mind stays
Open to the many possibilities of everything
But my heart can't seem to fathom
That which the mind is tellin me
Because the mental is so contradictory
The body,
That's a whole other story
It's callin like Kelly
And being fed by the head
The thoughts of us being together in bed
But I can't let that carry me
And you can't let that carry you
And fear is not wanted by we
Because it holds us back from choosin a path that could lead to a promising
Eventual reality
With one that makes us happy
So what is to be done
Seems indecisiveness prevails
All because two entities can't act as one
Wishing I was a virgin to this
Wish my heart was pure
And my mind more sure
Instead of this back and forth,
This...tug of war
Never thought I was cool with not experiencin love anymore,
But here I am not even there &
The way I feel, the speculation of being, has me scared
So I reiterate,
But in a diff way
The question that holds the answer far far at bay
What am I/you/we to do?
I guess nothing except only cont
Strugglin...
You at the thought of me
And me at the thought of you
While I struggle with the thought of you
And I simply wish I didn't have to
...struggle I mean...
My mind stays
Open to the many possibilities of everything
But my heart can't seem to fathom
That which the mind is tellin me
Because the mental is so contradictory
The body,
That's a whole other story
It's callin like Kelly
And being fed by the head
The thoughts of us being together in bed
But I can't let that carry me
And you can't let that carry you
And fear is not wanted by we
Because it holds us back from choosin a path that could lead to a promising
Eventual reality
With one that makes us happy
So what is to be done
Seems indecisiveness prevails
All because two entities can't act as one
Wishing I was a virgin to this
Wish my heart was pure
And my mind more sure
Instead of this back and forth,
This...tug of war
Never thought I was cool with not experiencin love anymore,
But here I am not even there &
The way I feel, the speculation of being, has me scared
So I reiterate,
But in a diff way
The question that holds the answer far far at bay
What am I/you/we to do?
I guess nothing except only cont
Strugglin...
You at the thought of me
And me at the thought of you