Wish I could work it out.
But I don’t know how to figure out what I feel for you.
Guess I don’t know for sure what I’ve got to do.
But make a choice and I’d rather lose what I knew before than take a step into
another place I never knew.
Another place of solitude.
With cracks upon the floor that I can see right through.
You’ve shown to me those cracks are you.
Now I’ve got to work something out.