Texty: Sing It Loud. Come Around. Fade Away.

Baby can we get a little better?
Take a step and lock our arms together
Maybe find a way to make this real
Because I've tried, I'm guilty but
I'm fine learning backwards barely on a line
Singin' in my ears, the thought is crystal clear

You're all I need, call me out and pull me under
Patiently always walk around and wonder
If in time I lose my mind and fade away

Baby can we get a little closer?
Maybe we could do what we're supposed to
Maybe we should finally open arms
Because I've tried, I'm guilty but I'm blind
Barely seeing what's in front of me
I'm borderline catastrophe.