Now, if I just had something left
See it fleeting like the wind overcast, turn away
Wait, can you hear it coming back
I am pleading with the range overturned, far from here
Taken from these writings
Growing from this page
If there was any indication I missed it
Like I missed

Every chance to hold you close
I can't handle what you are to me
If you could understand what this means to me oh
I want to, I want to, oh be a part of you

Now, if I had something to give
What could you possibly lack so complete, blemish-less

Hard to breathe and my lungs are straining
But you haven't heard me complaining yet 'cause I'm here
Un-alone reading from your writings
Turning every page if there was any hesitation I missed it
I missed it. Like I missed...

Every chance to hold you close
I can't handle what you are to me
If you could understand what this means to me oh
I want to, I want to, oh be a part of you

Walking out and I look up
There's no difference to me If it was all coincidental
Or if there's some kind of plan that may or may not differ
From the plan that I'd been dreaming
Up for myself all along so I could have...

Every chance to hold you close
I can't handle what you are to me
If you could understand what this means to me oh
I want to, I want to, oh be a part of you

Every chance to hold you close
I can't handle what you are to me
If you could understand what this means to me oh
I want to, I want to, oh be a part of you