i'm scared i might get hurt but
time and again she says,
dip in, don't stress this.
we all agree i'm better off as a secret shadow that walks through hallways,
unknown wanted visitor
that climbs up to your window to watch the sky.
there's the airport and there's lights;
there's the rain and the city lights;
here's the four million beating hearts
all of them blaming rain tonight
as we watch from the edge
and i feel like the royalty
asset
i have never been.