So much left unsaid So much left The spaces between Seems to be like a train that's kept quiet Remember the next day It's always out of reach But so close you can taste it ♪ I'm just waiting for the door to open Have the colors to flood back in the frame I found myself worthy For a lack of better warnings (I felt you here) Your reflections speak to me With every beat of your knees 'Cause I focused mine on the touching on the Illinois leaves (I felt you here) Half brown Half yellow Half green Half in love Half awake Half in our dreams (I felt you here) Colors were so livid But recalls of a scene And nothing screams perfect Like the way it used to be There was such a distance Between our homes our hearts And the parts of us that have been This isn't the skin that I could have lived in I just hope that I learn And come to know you as a friend At least I can pretend that you're still mine inside of my head A part of me is truly dead