Message

This is not a song about what
You might feel for me
'Cause I wouldn't really know
This is my memory
Of those small, invisible things
- of what can happen in just a week
This is how I might feel about you...

And this is not really about
What you said to me
Resting your head on my chest
Though I still feel the imprint, and the silence
- talking through skin in an unknown bed
And how my life simply tried to
Play dead for a while
Without you...

Don't worry!
If you ever want to talk to me
This is how I feel
I'm keeping you with me
If you ever need to see me
This is where I'll be

And this is not about how you
Went back to your life
Though I'm stuck with the day you left
Something's missing that I just can't find
I think it's because of the
Limited time we shared
'Cause I'm still wondering
What things could've been like
With you...

So don't you worry!
If you ever want to talk to me
This is how I feel
I'm keeping you with me
If you ever need see me
This is where I'll be