Just out of reach are the words I need to say
But never seem to find
It makes it hard to write the poems and songs I make of you and I...
I can see you, you're smiling so happily
Is it because of something I said?
I know sometimes I can really be annoying
I just hope that maybe you'll notice that I try
I don't mean to do anything to get on your bad side
If only I could write a letter that would help me understand these feelings...
But you don't seem to like me, no...
And I've waited a long time...
Is it that this world is just that cruel to me?
Is it that this world just wants to see how dead it can make me be-
Before I actually fall asleep...
Just out of reach are the stars in the sky that I wished upon as a child
Just out of reach are the helping hands, because I thought they would push me down...
I can see you, and you look so happy
If only it was because of me...
I know by now you really don't like me
But I mean, at least I can dream..
I don't do anything on purpose to harm you
Living in your shadow will be enough for me...
I should have known that someone like you
Would never want whatever we would be
Yes this world just really hates me.
But that's okay, because I hate me too, okay?
This story is cruel, so I just stopped turning the page...
The paper cuts weren't worth the ending anyway
In the end, at least you smiled through your days
In the end, at least I went through the pain...
Yet.. by the end, I wish you would have at least known my name...
M