Your eyes see further than mine
I can see as far as the sun and the moon in the sky
Your hands are warmer than mine
I'm still alive, but I can't feel the warmth from inside
How can you say the warmth makes you?
How can you say your sight leads you home?
How can you say the warmth makes you?
How can you say?
I've asked with the right intent and bright eyes
But what I can't seem to figure out is how and why
And I can't seem to handle it
I'll wait for your words, I'll [bad word] you'll say
We can't handle it all
And you'll say
How can you say the warmth makes you?
How can you say your sight leads you?
How can you say?
Your eyes see further than mine
I can see as far as the sun and the moon in the sky
I'll wait for your words, I'll [bad word] you'll say