Bottom Line

Trembling I feel this is going wrong, In whispers, your voice calls me But I don't want to hear it. Will it ever leave my mind? I thought we were on the same page Feeling like we're different now Different places, different stages.

People keep on how a perfect match we are But truthfully I am not sure anymore Maybe I'll change my mind, or maybe I won't The bottom line seems blurry enough to act on blurry vision One day it may be clear to keep moving forward.