Keep me close; never let me go
The more you leave the less I know
If you’re here to stay; phantom or a dream
Are you my fabrication; are you all that you seem?
I need your air close to my lips
to remind me oxygen’s at my fingertips
or else I might forget to inhale
and let your intrinsic breath grow stale
You need it as much as I
How selfish of me to steal and pry
You traded your love in return for the world
I guess that’s what happens when you fall for a girl
Please don’t believe you must hold up the sky
Just holding my hand makes me feel I could fly.