Chose this way
Made out of hope and memories
I thought it would make me safe
But still I find myself hanging here
Helpless from the edges of your will

Would like to get through to you – and me

The spies are all out tonight
Like brushes we paint our hopeful ways
Would like to get through to you – and me
Crawling back ain't usual to me
But I would like to see me stay – tonight

Lost in your pictures of the perfect man
What would become if I decided to stay?
Looking for a clue to show the way
But your curtains steels my light

Would like to get through to you – and me
The spies are all out tonight
Like brushes we paint our hopeful ways
Would like to get through to you – and me
Crawling back ain't usual to me
But I just know we are meant to be.