¿ Maybe we should stop playing pretend I hide behind my words: use them to mask my every thought You hide behind your actions: use them to conceal your every feeling And I — And we — just go around in circles play ring around the rosy (pockets full of posies) keep spinning on a spot keep telling ourselves: No. I don't have feelings. No. I don't like you. No. The timing isn't right. No. I can't take an 'acceptable risk'. No. I don't know you enough. But you see, things don't fall into absolutes on this Earth There are no binaries we can't push through, no boundaries we can't fall off, no breakthroughs we can't see ... 'No' isn't the answer I've been searching for See, I've been searching for so long, I don't even know what I've been searching for But I do know this — I've had enough of being in between — I've been in transit all these years, looking at all these places, so, so wrong for me filled with odd-shaped faces, unfamiliar jokes, awkward laughter surrounding me But you — You're familiar to me And yet you're also new And I — I want to be there I want to cross the limits I want to cut the skies open let my heart pour let my soul see let my song sing Because yes. Yes. I do have feelings. Yes. I do like you. Yes. There's no real reason for this. Yes. What risks are ‘acceptable’, anyway? Yes... You just feel like home.