Sarah Bareilles-Gravity.
Something always brings me back to you,It never takes too long.
No matter what I say or do I'll still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone.
You hold me without touch.
You keep me without chains.
I never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love and not feel your rain.
Set me free, leave me be.
I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.
Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be.
But you're on to me and all over me.
You loved me 'cause I'm fragile.
When I thought that I was strong.
But you touch me for a little while and all my fragile strength is gone.
Set me free, leave me be.
I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.
Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be.
But you're on to me and all over me.
I live here on my knees as I try to make you see that you're everything I think I need here on the ground.
But you're neither friend nor foe though I can't seem to let you go.
The one thing that I still know is that you're keeping me down.
I saw your face again.I looked into your eyes without you knowing,or do you?
It seemed like you were so near.Like you're actually breathing the same air as me now.
You still have the same smile,the same humour,the same hair,the same glasses,the same smoking habit,the same coloured shirt,the same place where you always talk to me.
I wish i could have reached out to you and tuck the messy strands of hair away from your face like i always did before and just look at you,scrutinizing you and making you feel all warm and cheery inside again.But we're both scared,i am.Its too perfect where we are now,
stranded in awkwardness yet being all casual about it all.
I miss those boots which never fail to step on my flip-flop based toes.
I miss the funky scent of Polo perfume on you and bringing it home with me on myself.
I miss going home smiling to myself after seeing you.
I convinced my pretty close friend that i no longer think about you,but she back-fired me with questions which proved me wrong.
No matter what I say or do I'll still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone.
You hold me without touch.
You keep me without chains.
I never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love and not feel your rain.
Set me free, leave me be.
I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.
Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be.
But you're on to me and all over me.
You loved me 'cause I'm fragile.
When I thought that I was strong.
But you touch me for a little while and all my fragile strength is gone.
Set me free, leave me be.
I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.
Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be.
But you're on to me and all over me.
I live here on my knees as I try to make you see that you're everything I think I need here on the ground.
But you're neither friend nor foe though I can't seem to let you go.
The one thing that I still know is that you're keeping me down.
I saw your face again.I looked into your eyes without you knowing,or do you?
It seemed like you were so near.Like you're actually breathing the same air as me now.
You still have the same smile,the same humour,the same hair,the same glasses,the same smoking habit,the same coloured shirt,the same place where you always talk to me.
I wish i could have reached out to you and tuck the messy strands of hair away from your face like i always did before and just look at you,scrutinizing you and making you feel all warm and cheery inside again.But we're both scared,i am.Its too perfect where we are now,
stranded in awkwardness yet being all casual about it all.
I miss those boots which never fail to step on my flip-flop based toes.
I miss the funky scent of Polo perfume on you and bringing it home with me on myself.
I miss going home smiling to myself after seeing you.
I don't know whats appropriate anymore.I still keep our pictures.I still look at them.
And now,
I don't know what else to type about at 18 minutes to 4 in the morning.
I just hope something will happen in this short run,i can't live like this,
frequent visits down memory lane is getting lame.
Fuck this shitt.
Love,Appreciate!
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