timing ain't holding up but my world is blowin up you make me feel so fine now you're surprised that i ain't ordinary
-i feel me breathing in your sleep can you feel it?-
grazing your lips with my fingertips we wake up a few times to speak of dreams that make it hard to sleep
-are you dying in your dreams i know sometimes i can feel it turn into to stone by the light of morning disappear without meaning are you taking up time that thoughts pressing thru my mind oh baby, i'm fine can you believe it?