Ceiling Fan

I quit the game and dropped the cards all at my feet
For you I'd break into my reserves of sincerity
Wanna be the ceiling fan that puts you to sleep
On nights when you can't stand the summer heat

And I'll try, I'll try, I'll try, I'll try
To believe a word could mean what it did before
And I'll let it take control like an onset
Of something I have felt but don't fear anymore

Ooh, is it you or is it loneliness
Ooh, is it me or have I changed
I keep seeing the future, dreaming a past that never was
Oh, but you could be the bridge between what's real
And what I feel

I think my life has just been growing up so far
Writing love letters from the backseat of my parents' car
Someday I'll want to shield my daughter from this ache
But now I'm ready to make her mistakes

And I'll try, I'll try, I'll try, I'll try
To believe a word could mean what it did before
And I'll let it take control like an onset
Of something I have felt but don't fear anymore

Ooh, is it you or is it loneliness?
Ooh, is it me or have I changed?
I keep seeing the future, dreaming a past that never was
Oh, but you could be the bridge between what's real
And what I feel

Turn the light on, I'm coming home
Turn the light on, I'm coming home to you