Is this the way we'll always say goodbye?
Questioning glances, but never asking why
I want to be the one, the only one,
you laugh and share your dreams with late at night.
And if I turned my gaze in your direction
would you compromise and turn to me?
You cry in your own mind
and with your eyes you're silently pleading, but you
never say the words that you want to say.
And in your stubborn way
You try to haltingly hold out your hand,
but I know why you'll always pull it back again
it's not doubt or worry that's keeping your feelings at bay,
No it's your stubborn way.
So should I offer a more obvious enumeration?
Making it so easy to change your disposition
of rigidity and stoicism to a softened ease
but would it even make a difference in your actions?
Tell me please!
You cry in your own mind
with your eyes you're silently pleading, but you
never say the words that you want to say.
And in your stubborn way
You try to haltingly hold out your hand,
but I know why you'll always pull it back again
it's not superstition, destiny, God or fate
No it's your stubborn way.
Would it be your unraveling if you just took my hand.
I know disregarding barriers is not within your plan,
but I can't be the one who carries all the weight of your repose.
And lately it's been feeling heavier the longer this thing goes
You cry in your own mind
with your eyes you're silently pleading, but you
never say the words that you want to say.
And in your stubborn way
You try to haltingly hold out your hand,
but I know why you'll always pull it back again
it's not doubt or worry that's keeping your feelings at bay
And in my stubborn way, I cry in my own mind
and with my eyes silently pleading
but I never say the words that I want to say
And in my stubborn way
I try to haltingly hold out my hand,
but you know I always pull it back again
it's not doubt or worry that's keeping your feelings at bay
and it's not superstition, destiny, God or fate
No it's my stubborn way
And your stubborn way
It's our stubborn way