As I search for inspiration
In the things that you do,
I find myself fascinated
By the things that you do.

It is utterly irrational
To let go so quickly
But everything is screaming
To let go this quickly.

I’ve been waiting in secret
For this to finally happen;
And now I am doubting
That this has finally happened.

I’m a cynical realist,
And this feels so surreal.
Have I fallen into a dream?
Because this feels so surreal.

I hear you speaking words,
And I’ve heard them before.
Yet I almost believe yours,
Though I’ve heard them before.

If I were to jump from this ledge,
Would you try to catch me?
Or is letting me fall easier
Than trying to catch me?

Should I believe in my doubts?
Or trust the things I see?
Prove to me that I’m right
To trust the things I see.