I need my space, I gotta be me
I wanna think and I wanna see
I need to be one, don’t want to be two
I’m not claustrophobic though
But don’t crowd my space
Take a step back and let me be
So I can take a deep breath
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale…
Till I feel a storm in my lungs
And the sun burns my face
Keep silent for a while
Make your absence tangible
Then maybe I’ll miss you
But maybe this ain’t true
I wanna figure out
Who’s standing in my mirror every morning?
Then maybe I’ll know
Who walks beside you in the evening
I need to be sure
That you’re not just
My flavour of the week
Because if I don’t love me
Then I don’t think I have enough love
Left over for you