when she’s okay, then i’m alright. when she’s awake, i’m up all night. nothing really matters. i see her face, and in my mind i seize the day. whenever she’s nearby it’s like nothing really matters. she completes me. how she reads me, right or wrong it’s so clear she’s all that i need. i know what it feels like swimming through the stars when i see her, and i don’t need air cause i breathe her. when i’m lost and need a sign she leads the way, and i’ll be fine
















