Can I talk about something that's been on my mind for a while?
If we could go back to being just friends, I wouldn't wish for anything more
If you're alright with that, then I don't really care
That is a love song filled with paradoxes, sung by me, ever the liar

Over here, we've gotten a bit of rain, but it's mostly sunny
Since yesterday, I've had tons of free time, and I've been making the best out of it
It's not really like I've been thinking of you,
Well, to tell you the truth, I might have been, just a little

Spinning round and round like a merry-go-round
My brain in my skull's already going in circles

You gave me so much love it's overflowing out of my hands
Now, where exactly should I put all of it?
If it's just something that can be used up eventually, then
I don't need it

Can I talk about something that's been on my mind for a while?
Even though you can't see its form, you can see its words
Just thinking about everything I don't know makes me feel like I'm gonna go crazy
Whether these swinging feelings are beautiful, or something awful
Is something I still don't get, 'cause they don't have any place to go

Until I can see the true, true meaning of those words
Isn't it alright if I just wait?

Between you, who's moving forward, and me, who remains stopped
What shall I fill this unshrinking gap with?
The me that still can't put these feelings into honest words
Is a born coward

This love I have, that's overflowing out of my hands
If I can't give it to you, who should I give it to?
But there's no way I could ever find any other place to send it to
So I'm still waiting
Can I stop now?