In the Quiet
do you see my eyes losing interest, wandering about
someone always seems to take your place
can lightning strike the same place twice in my heart?
as it does when you speak
I need that fire to burn in me
tell me, will it be?
disguising plans I've made before
learning what I was made for
desire is trampled by my faults
but somehow, in the quiet you make sense
will you fall on me?
like you did before
oh, you've watched me in my youth
when I thought you didn't need to
you knew best