i bet the hand i hold, you close when i unfold. i gotta secret i'm keeping, do you wanna know? are you coming over to break my lucky streak? i got nothing left to lose, your storm will swallow me. read between the lines when you catch me with your eye. do you remember me, new as a polished stone, and do you remember the luster fade as we made it home?
it was all a wash of light, i believe in it sometimes. you never call me back, do you think i'm made of glass, do you think of me like that, do you keep me here like that?