Paper Towns

I'm breaking to pieces
And you won't answer any of my words
'Cause I'm the only living thing left in my room to keep warm

But you are not an idea
You are a person

And maybe I'm in love with the idea of you and me being in the same room
But you are a life, full of abundant laughter and living words
And I can't put past these thoughts of mine

I was brought together then I left
But I found myself again
And then I lost my way in the wilderness
Without the fires of friends' eyes to light my way

And I hope I can find it soon
But that's just my idea

And maybe I'm in love with the idea of you and me being in the same room
But you are a life, full of abundant laughter and living words
And I can't put past these thoughts of mine

I've been stretching out my strings
They're about to break
All these towns are made of paper and look so fake
I lost my life living in these towns
But maybe that's what I'm supposed to do
To lose my life to gain it back
To find my way back in the blackness
Lose my life to gain it back
To find my way back in the blackness

And maybe I'm in love with the idea of you and me being in the same room
But I am a life, full of abundant laughter and living words
And even though leaving is easy
I will find my way
I will find my way back
Even though leaving is easy
I will find my way
I will find my way back