it's so hard for me to tell you how i feel
and i can never say exactly what i mean
you are my nineveh and i've been jonah from the start
and i can't let you make the same mistakes i've made
if for a moment i could overcome my fear
i wouldn't have to hide behind this fiction wall
sometimes i wonder how i call myself your friend
a failure to myself. a failure to him. what if i told you
would you reach for him after all. would you fall down to your knees
would you walk away from it all. would you fall down at his feet
and i watch you live in months between the sun
i can't help but feel that i wanted more than this
and still i smile inside and know it's not the end
because the light of hope is brighter than this wall of silence