Please don’t lose hope in me out there                    

Your eyes go from blue to purple to green

I can’t touch you through the glass plane

But I can see you sitting, so I stare

Our world is equivalent of a million tiny bubbles

I blow with the breath you breathe into me

You can look but don’t touch

You can touch but don’t make the memory

So many things to remember

When I have enough on my mind already

I want to spin but not get too dizzy

Spin with me and let’s do it steady

We can go from sunlight streaked with amber

And swim through the stories that we’ve told

And behind my eyes the moonlight spills glitter

And everything we touch, it turns to gold

And, oh 

You can believe it

You're not that far

You just cannot think too hard

We can be soaked green as Peter Pan

I shiver as your fingers brush my hand

Don’t worry, don’t wonder.

I’ll talk to you on a painted doorstep

I’ll walk with you and never stop, if that is what you want

So I want this to be all that I see

I want all of this to become me

I want to soak this in like an empty child

I don’t claim perfection even as I’m standing on it

I don’t call flawless when I touch it

The porcelain mathematics, such a small bit of this

It’s something like a simple state of being

You touch it . . . and the bubbles pop

You look too carefully . . . but I, you wouldn’t dare

And I could spin this earth into my hands

In this shimmering, crystalline air