Music Video
Music Video
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hana Ramos
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hana Ramos
Producer
Lyrics
I sat on the roof, smoke in my lungs
Listening to the boys and their ugly tongues
When in my eye something fresh appeared
I bet you thought that my head was cleared
Because you seem to kind of like me now
To be more of a friend than I could know how
But I'm glad you're not otherwise involved
Cause I got a problem to solve
Why ain't there a way
For making things grow?
Why every day
I'm so far away
From telling you what I know?
Is there any chance
To bring you closer to me?
Are we only one dimension?
Is this all we are meant to be?
I sat on a park bench with you on my mind
Thinking of you when I look behind
My friends all know who I'm thinking of
They say, Here's a girl who's fallen madly in love
And they all seem to kind of like you too
Not more than a friend, 'cause they're as good friends as you
So I don't know how I can proceed
'Cause you're the one who I know I need
Times when I find myself alone with you
I could not answer a question
I could not make a start
And if you told me that the sky was blue
I'd say that's the color of my heart
Why ain't there a way
For making things grow?
Why every day
I'm so far away
From telling you what I know?
Is there any chance
To bring you closer to me?
Are we only one dimension?
Is this all we are meant to be?
Written by: Hana Ramos