You’re the reality I keep waiting to happen,
That when I wake up in the morning,
I’m stuffed with all our memories that evening,
I’m left wishing and hoping,
Is there anything for me in the open?
I’m not losing hope if that’s running in your head,
I’m full of anxiety instead.
Something that sounds like a chance of a lifetime,
But a really great decision to make one time.
Am I ready to let go of everything I was free to do?
Am I able to let you get a hold of me,
Let you make me want you,
And do all the things you wanted me to do.
Are you gonna be able to say goodbye?
To say hello to something new you wanna try?
Perhaps a big sacrifice to let go,
Of that one maybe that made you feel assured?
Am I gonna be enough for that?
Will this hurt so much?
Will I ever run free of this madness we have?
Or is this all that we’re gonna have?
Seems like you got the best of me,
And whatever lifetime we’ll be,
I’m still gonna be that woman who will give you everything,
Make you taste of all that’s running,
Get you up and down and stunning,
But the next day I wake up,
Your hands is tied up,
To someone’s arms you had long to have
And maybe just maybe
We were really not in love.
