Your hands, they say
“Don’t be scared,
don’t run away”
Your eyes, they tell
“I’m not lying,
this won’t be hell”
Did I hear right?
I hope so,
cause I can’t fight.
Tired of running
Feel you reaching me
Tired of hiding
Feel you finding me
Tired of falling
Feel you catching me
Tired of being scared
Feel you teaching me
What can I do?
You seem to
See through...
You have me
How’s that?
No one ever did
It’s my heart on a bet