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Sometimes I think that I can't really feel
What's truly real.
But then you're always there,
To my lungs, you're precious air!
You keep me up when I'm falling down,
I want you to stick around
For a very long while.
With every step, you make me smile.
But, sometimes when I can't sleep,
I lay in bed and weep...
Mostly over you.
Over everything you do!
Not knowing if you're alright
Keeps me up at night.
Sometimes I get scared,
That in the morning, you won't be there.
You left for another place.
In another time, and space.
Just like my father...
But one thing that doesn't bother
Me is the distance.
To that, I say good riddance!
We will persevere
As long as we pretend we're near.
It doesn't really seem that far
But it's like a big bar.
It blocks us from each other.
I'm scared you'll meet another
You'll like just as much,
And leave me in the dust...