Mine

Mine

2:48 AM, and the seconds tick by
like sentinels on the LED
while my eye’s fixed on the sky.
I heard the sound of summer rain
It lasted maybe 5 minutes,
a short pattering refrain.
The sound of fan blades spinning
reminds me how I should be sleeping
but every shadow on my wall
leads to poetic inspiration
and I’m counting in my head,
an unsettling distraction.

Oh, love. Oh, love.

I didn’t mean
to cause a scene.
Oh, but falling takes no time.
I couldn’t perceive
what I never believed.
Oh, how did you end up mine?
Oh, how did you end up mine?

Somewhere past 3 o’clock and still no luck
with keeping my mind silent
and getting my eyes shut.
The music in my head keeps
telling me I’m losing track of
any kind of grip I might have had,
But it doesn’t seem to matter
nothing seems to matter
but the feeling that I could touch the sky
without ever knowing why.

Oh, love. Oh, love.

I didn’t mean
to cause a scene.
Oh, but falling takes no time.
I couldn’t perceive
what I never believed.
Oh, how did you end up mine?
Oh, how did you end up mine?

How did you find me through the haze,
all those lonely days
the unforgiving places I’ve been.
How did you know just where I’d be,
how to capture me
inspire me,
take hold of me.

Oh, love. Oh, love.
Oh-OH-oh love.

I didn’t mean
to cause a scene.
Oh, but falling takes no time.
I couldn’t perceive
what I never believed.
Oh, how did you end up mine?
Oh, how did you end up mine?

Oh, how did you end up mine?