Loud Nonsense

I like missing you in the mornings When the air's too cold to feel nice. And I like hearing your sneakers stomping Down the stairs when you stomp out of sight, And I like how all your walls surround you, So that I can't ever come inside And I like holding you and then falling down. I like feeling your arms around me And then sneaking out in the morning light And I like going away sometimes For a lonely day and a lonely night And I like singing my nonsense loudly And then whispering the things I hide And I like holding you and then falling down. Oh and I like you when you're out of view 'Cause I have this perfect picture in my mind And I like you and it feels so true 'Cause I have this perfect picture, yeah And it's become a fixture, This pretty, pretty picture of you in my mind. I like trying to read your scribbles Because they keep me guessing everytime. And I like wondering if you want me And then you tell me this feels just right. And I like waking up in the mornings As our shadows get flushed by the light And I like holding you and then falling down. I'm falling down. I'm falling down. I'm falling down. I like you, you're out of reach. I like you, you're out of reach. I like you, you're out of... You're out of... You're out of reach.