What I live for is nothing less than your smile
I’m too afraid sometimes to strike out for that first mile
I have visions I cling to and I don’t want to see them destroyed
I stay quiet bide my time and hold off on the joy
What am I saving when everything slips through my hands?
What am I preserving when I struggle just to understand?
I want you safe and I want your peace and I want you to know why
I’ll pine and whine in the meantime and I’m holding off on the joy
