You get back here   You do it slowly   Do it calm, now   Don't be so angry      I got something   I've been chasing   Every day since I started walking      It just sits there   In the distance   It always flirts with the tips of my fingers      You thought that   You could love it   Until it touched you   And now you just wanna stop it      Well I'm sorry   It's not likely   It was here when you got here   And it'll be here when you're not here no more      And then some days   I get lucky   I can focus and things are less shaky      And I scrape you   Off the pale moon   And I slip you   Into soft shoes      And you tapdance   To a jazz band   On a cruise ship   Near an island      And your hair's up   You wear a short dress   And a wide smile   You're movements are careless      It's a daydream   I keep having   To make the clocks move   While I'm working      Or a bad joke   I can't sit through   And I smile because I feel like I have to      But if you'd look under the table   You'd see I'm playing with my knife   I'm slicing stripes into my kneecaps   And I'm struggling just to come off polite      We could be a snapshot framed and hung like a portrait   What if that's true and I'm the only one who knows it?