She Knows I'm an Air Sign From the Way That I Am

Tell me love
If you're my universe then
What's the point of space when
You know that you center my orbit

Tell me
Why you want me leaving
Just give me one more reason
I only need a reason

There's always a song for the lost and found
What if the found get lost again
This one goes out to the hopeless romantics
With a fetish for sadness

Yeah, there's a fetish for sadness
We've got a fetish for sadness

So I guess that we're drifting
Gravitational rifting
But I pray you'll come find me
This tension, it binds me
To wait for you floating alone

I hope you call me dramatic
And that this never feels static
My despondency marks the words that I speak
But have faith in the ebb and the flow

So I guess that we're drifting
Gravitational rifting
But I pray you'll come find me
This tension, it binds me
To wait for you floating alone

I hope you call me dramatic
And that this never feels static
My despondency marks the words that I speak
But have faith in the ebb and the flow

So I guess that we're drifting
Gravitational rifting
But I pray you'll come find me
This tension, it binds me
To wait for you floating alone

I hope you call me dramatic
And that this never feels static
My despondency marks the words that I speak
But have faith in the ebb and the flow

I hope you call me dramatic
And that this never feels static
My despondency marks the words that I speak
But have faith in the ebb and the flow



Credits
Writer(s): Tasman Rosenfeld
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