Lyric

What is it that you really love?

You say my poems speak your soul above

But you’re vibin’ to songs in a tongue you don’t know of

What is it that you really mean?

At least try to own the words you’ve seen

Do not talk deep if you do not know what they even mean

I don’t really know who you are

Not your favorite food, your tunes, or your movie stars

You say “that’s so good” with your sweetest tone

But minutes later you’re gone-off to someone else’s tune

Don’t forget the way it feels

Please come back when the morning heals

You said you loved me, those words were mine

Don’t make me cry from another lie

I wanna cry from the touch of joy

Not from the things that you destroy

Let me sing inside your heart once more

Tomorrow, like the day before

What is it that you really like?

The song you played you’ve heard it day and night

Already bored of it, like echoes fading out of sight

What is it that you really crave?

You say “I like what’s on the wave”

But that’s not love, it’s just a word you say to feel alive

I don’t really know who you are

Your favorite clothes, your books, your songs so far

You say I’m your favorite with that gentle smile

But I bet you say the same beneath another sky

Don’t forget the way it feels

Please come back when the morning heals

You said you loved me, those words were mine

Don’t make me cry from another lie

I wanna cry from the touch of joy

Not from the things that you destroy

Let me sing inside your heart once more

Tomorrow, like the day before