Here’s the thing, can’t stop thinking about you.
Yeah I’m writing, it’s the only thing that I know how to do.

I don’t know what to say, you’re far away, I don’t wanna be annoying.
I don’t know what to say, you’re so far away, and I feel insecure.

The windowsill, is momentarily filled with sun.
N it’s these small thrills, that get me through the day until the next one.

And I’m not afraid of heights maybe I’m just scared of falling.
And I’m not afraid of heights maybe I’m just scared of falling.

I’m your man, mysterious at your command.
And it’s understandable, that you’re in such high demand, it’s true.

I don’t know what to do, looking like I’ll never leave this room again.
I don’t know what to do, gonna write this letter to you that I’ll never send.