Sing me awake or sing me asleep.
Sing me your heart or sing me your lies.
Sing me your best or sing me your worst.

I just want to hear you sing.

If you're singing to me that means you can't help but thinking of me...and in your thoughts I know the memories will haphazardly break through the barrier you've declared them hostage behind...and I want them to dance and twitter and flitter, barely out of your grasp. I want them to scream and shout...refuse to be silent. Reminding you, Teasing you, Declaring to you...you will never find another like that girl you left behind.