While You say, "Closer to me is where you really should be." You say, "Closer to me is the way you are meant (were made) to be." My shaken world buckles 'neath the pressure My shapeless world, my soul, without a center My drowning world with nothing but seas without shores around me My crumbling world is falling in pieces (brittle and boken) from being without You While You say, "Closer to me is where you really should be." You say, "Closer to me is the way you are meant (were made) to be."