listen to this if you long for romance yet fear it | disorganized attachment | sad slow song | love

Описание: Lyrics:
I’m standing at a wishing well,
One coin trembling in my hand,
A promise pressed against my palm,
A truth I barely understand.
They told me I was unworthy,
Long before I learned my name,
And the echo of that sorrow
Still curls beneath my veins.

I stare at the coin, and it stares at me,
Like it knows what I’m afraid to see.
Do I throw it, do I hold it,
Do I stay or walk away?
Do I want to be somebody’s,
Or stay untouched and unchanged?
Oh, I’m tired of wishing for a love
My trembling soul denies—

Tired of searching for a pair of eyes
To bring the peace I never held inside.
Some days the longing owns me,
I could throw the coin with ease—
Trade fear for just a moment
Of someone choosing me.
Other days I turn my back,
No desire left to feel—
Empty hands and empty heart,
Nothing left to steal.

I waver in the waiting,
Between wanting and escaping
Between the hunger for affection
And the safety of the ache.
Do I throw it, do I hold it,
Do I stay or walk away?
Do I want to be somebody’s,
Or stay untouched and unchanged?

Oh, I’m tired of wishing for a love
My trembling soul denies—
Tired of searching for a pair of eyes
To bring the peace I never held inside.
There’s a war within my spirit,
Between the wanting and the fear—
I crave the warmth of someone’s arms,
Yet flinch when they come near.

Is love a prize I’m meant to win,
Or a truth I’ll never tell?
Still I stand beneath the moonlight,
Frozen at the wishing well.
Do I throw it, do I hold it,
Do I fade or finally stay?

Could I ever let somebody
Love the parts I push away?
Oh, I’m tired of wishing for a love
My wounded soul denies—
Tired of asking lonely stars
For someone else’s light ohh

I sit and stare at the water,
Tired of wishing, tired of the pain,
Yet still hoping someone’s eyes might offer
The peace I can’t contain.
Here I linger, here I dwell,
Between wanting love and fearing its very spell.
ohh fearing it's very spell, hmmm