You close my eyes, stand to one side.
Waiting and watching as people fly by.
I have myself convinced i'll be there,
forever pouring over you.

I want to know what's the sense,
it's somewhere under the weight of all this.
Are you content just letting go?
When morning comes i won't be alone.

We carry this like it's our fate,
but who will bear it when the new day breaks?
For what it's worth, it's this i miss:
smiling and carrying the weight of the world