Aesthetic perfection has fooled me once again.
You'll always be the only one who feels like home.
And with your hollow words
and your plastic smile,
You have the most beautiful name I've ever cursed.
Yet I wait for you to find your way into my
And I'd wait here till you find your way.
I would wait here all my life,
I'd spend the rest of my days
For an end to this mystery.
Through this dichotomy has brought me to my knees.
You'll always be the only one who
feels like home.
And still the season's change and with it does your charm.
Summer's end has come and with it misery.
Yet I wait
for you to find your way into my arms.
You must find a way back into my arms again,
I'd give anything just to
feel that warmth again.