Softly

If I could be anywhere in the world right now It'd be a loft right off the island I'd teach you to dance in my grey sweatpants But we can't, cause I'm afraid of rejection So I'll make a coffee And put on some Ari, or better Make myself a dreamer, pretend you're Sabrina, so you can sing to me softly If I could be anywhere but here Anywhere but my childhood bedroom I'd be weighed down in slumber instead of discomfort (Well, vulnerability can be hell) Wash my face in Nebraska, read "Looking for Alaska" "Does it feel like spring?", "Would you leave if you heard these things?" Should I ask her? (No, I shouldn't) So I'll make a coffee And put on some Ari, or better Make myself a dreamer, pretend you're Sabrina Whatever, just sing to me And I'll take her dancing in the middle of the kitchen Dreams come to fruition Put a kiss to her nose as I stand on my toes and listen That's what I'm missing (Anyway)