I think too much
I self-destruct
And I can't run
I can't let go
Of the past
It takes control
You feel too much
Wanting to touch
Something real
I know you got a lot to say
It'll take you 'till
The end of the day
I'll build a bridge between
You and me
Just to watch it fall down to my feet
If only I could change your mind
Then what difference would that make over time?