Texty: Endless Hallway. Mercy.

there is a way
I've felt so long
it's dumb and boring
'cause it's not made up

but you know I feel it
and I know you do

that there's something bigger
for me and you

born in the same
city and year
you let our eyes meet -
I look away before I feel weird

all of my time here means nothing at all
would you believe that I waited all along
for you to say you need me too