DESCRIPTION:
As I walk down the street with you,
I don't turn to my side.
I keep my eyes on my destination,
and pretend that I am fine.

'Cause you're like your own small planet,
with your own gravitational pull.
And I've convinced myself,
I don't need to breathe your atmosphere.
I am fooled.
I am fooled, I am fooled.

It's seems so simple, really,
Every route of reason leads me away.
But I've always charted the course less traveled,
and I've never docked into bay.

So as my tiny ship bobs quietly,
I can see the outline of your coast.
And now I realize my captain has failed me,
and I've drifted much too close.
Too close, too close.

And I've drifted and drifted,
I've drifted, I've drifted,
I've drifted, I've drifted much too close

Do you?