My fragile state can't handle
the things you made her believe in.
You made her believe in
everything and in nothing.
And I wished for things to be different,
I wish that they didn't see you
as the man who lost his way.
They didn't see what I saw in you
when they said that you'll only hurt me.
My delicate heart believed in you
so much that only little the little things pass her by
like little birds flying above her head.
No, they didn't see what I saw.
But I could imagine what may be
and what is used to be
by leaving and caring
for something that
isn't written down for her
to say out loud.
She could stop pretending once
the damage is done
but there'll be so much damage
for one person to get lost in.
And all that they could say to her
was you aren't thinking straight.
I was. I was thinking straight.
All that they could say
when you love someone,
you start thinking of them
with the lights out.
They said once you are in love,
you start feeling like the world
is empty without them.
But they didn't tell you,
the things that he'll say to you
once he finds himself
in someone else's arms
that's not your own.
My dear heart, will you still believe him?
Will you follow him into the spotlight?
I think I will if he'd let me.
I think I will if he'd let me.