still
The whites of your eyes
They look at me, as I'm about to fall asleep
and you know
how much this time has meant to my own clarity
Time to chase you
Down this road again
I can't stand you
Still, I can't be still at all
You cleanse me from myself
You wash me with your hands
It hurts to stand near me
You hold me in your arms
Time to chase you
Down this road again
I can't stand you
Still, I can't be still at all