Somedays I can see a path
Straight out of a novel
I can memorize, can read between the lines
And how they stay, organized and ready
One night, your face
Was framed in wood
I loved you more than any other time before
Any frantic guessing of what lay ahead
Was laid to rest
I held my breath
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
I thought I'd be harder to pull into a fairytale like this
I'll eat my words
If you come hold me closer