Love is love, from what I can remember, it seems to change with the time of day
In the morning I wake up to a strong feeling in my heart
Like my soul left me in my sleep to find a new life, only to return full of redemption
In the afternoon I lay in bed hoping, that's wrong, not hoping, dreaming
Dreaming of something to take my soul away, somewhere it cannot fill me
In the evening I feel bored, not with love, but because of love
Because in the evening the idea of love fades within me
Enough to make my soul to start yearning to leave, to leave me, alone
At night I stay awake as long as my body stays strong, to stay connected with myself
My soul weakens me with its urge to leave, making me sleep
But just before my body gives in, my heart crashes to the floor

Each passing moment swept me away, my lips stood still and your voice was cold
For days I stood silent and you left me in wait, leaving me to wonder
Every day I tried to make things the same, so you would return and keep me
I never knew I could try so hard, I never had to before, you never made me
Each day we continue to lead the same path that has made us
Pushing away, independence from ourselves, leading separate paths
We always end up in the same spot at the same times
Just once I wish for the world to stop

If my heart fell to the ground and the world stopped;
Would you be there to pick me up?