Books put up front
For the appearance parade
You know what it's like
The mind just stays
Actions just hiding in thought
Reservations reserved
Unrequited love of words
Unrequited love in a work
Thanks to my nerves
Thanks to my nerves
Thanks to my nerves

When I lost you I've cried and I've cried
The way I looked up to you
It's like another species went by

Oh, to have spoken my mind
I could've stitched in time
I hope I get
To finish the full nine
While a little love's alive

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Connan Tant Hosford, James Blake