Do you think there's more to me
Than what I mean to you?
Well I don't know
I forgot myself
I circle the floor in your shoes
Picking the right ways to move
Patterns and routes you might choose
But I'm too slow
There before
So where'd I go
Barefoot in your clothes?
Compulsive form
This shape of us
I crawl into and I get lost
So everything is not enough
But it's too much
Hear your voice while I'm searching for tunes
I play the songs you told me to
My needle is stuck scratching into
Your groove