Here’s the Thing

Here's the thing Can't stop thinkin' about you Yeah, I'm writin' It's the only thing that I know how to do I don't know what to say You're so far away I don't wanna be annoying I don't know what to say You're so far away And I feel insecure Your windowsill Is momentarily filled with the sun And it's these small thrills That get me through the day until the next one And I'm not afraid of heights Maybe I'm just scared of falling And I'm not afraid of heights Maybe I'm just scared of falling I'm your man Mysterious at your command And it's understandable That you're in such high demand It's true I don't know what to do It's looking like I'll never leave this room again I don't know what to do Gonna write this letter to you That I'll never send Here's the thing Can't stop thinkin' about