And I'll say to you
I want so much more right now
So you taught me to listen
And I can feel the change
Hear the whisper of the summer leaves
To the rhythm of your heartbeat

I stay up late, look at the pages
Where rhythms are made by the scratch of a pen
Watching you leave, I look at your movements
A beauty that sings from the song in your heart

I can hear it
You told me I can be a plug
All I have to do is believe
And I all I need to do is breathe
So I can feel you

I stay up late, look at the pages
Where rhythms are made by the scratch of a pen
Watching you leave, I look at your movements
A beauty that sings from the song in your heart

Time is fiction.