How can I get this down? I see you from across the room, I can find you in a crowd. You're right here and I lied to myself. When I'm trying to be someone else. I wanna keep you right here. My Dear. Your pages their all falling out. I wanna be there when they fall to the ground. I wanna know was it true? You seem me from across the room. Do you feel something too? Because I'm still here. And I miss you, my dear.