My eyes are pouring out waiting for that call

The one I don’t want to answer

Because the caller is never there when I’m about to fall

But yet they are there to leech off me like a cancer

Like the enemy I can’t face

Or the past I can’t erase

Or that Alley way where there’s always a dead end

Cuz I’m too afraid to mend

The broken bridge that’s there becuz I always answer your phone calls

Becuz every time I try to cross the engine always stalls

You’re like the dream tha...