I don't quite understand why we make it all so hard
just to try not to get broken, try not to break it
when we all know it's only going to get trampled on.
There's something about these people that I don't understand
and it all just makes me want to keep holding your hand
I don't know what I'd do if I'd missed you.
But you keep me afloat with this curious kite
and my toes, they get colder near the end of the night
I watch blue water as you laugh at me.
I feel like maybe you could see my eyes
I could be wrong, but you don't lie.