Spoken
What is it that i feel
I think it could be what i think
Could it possibly be real
If not i would surely sink
Sink into the sea
That's where i would go
Alone is what i'd be
Down there so low
But could i possibly be right
Because it's been keeping me up at night
At the end of the tunnel there's light
I think it's her shining bright
But these thoughts weigh on my head
Dwelling on what she said
My shoulders heavier than lead
As i lay tonight in my bed
But does she feel it too
What i feel when we talk or kiss
I thought i knew
But the mark is what i always miss
So i'll put myself to rest
Now that my mind has been spoken
The matter has been addressed
So i'll stop before i become broken
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