Its someone else's life I'm living
Wish I were living a lie
The hardest part is when the bough breaks
falling down and then forgiving
You didn't kiss me goodbye
Hitomi sighed nostalgically as she opened the dusty old dresser drawer. She was leaving her childhood home; she had become a woman.
I'm choking on the words I didn't get to say
and pray I get the chance one day
Van hesitantly pulled the pendant off his neck. She couldn't, or wouldn't, answer him anymore, so he figured it was for the best.
I still run
I still swing open the door
I still think you'll be there like before
Doesn't everybody out there know to never come around
Somethings a heart won't listen to
I'm still holding out for you
Hitomi froze when she felt a soft object among her old clothes. She pulled it out, and gasped in surprise.
I can hear you smile in the dark
I can even hear you breathing
But daylight chases the ghosts
His breath labored, Van spread his wings, ripping his shirt into a thousand pieces. But he didn't care.
I see your coat and I fall apart
to those hints of you I'm clinging
now is when I need them most
It was an old worn feather, its sheen lost from the years. She couldn't stop the flood of tears as past emotions came back to her.
I should get up dry my eyes and move ahead
at least that's what you would've said.
He pushed open his window, and his feathers floated to the ground as he flew in the night sky.
I still run
I still swing open the door
I still think you'll be there like before
Doesn't everybody out there know to never come around
Somethings a heart won't listen to
I'm still holding out for you
She knew an engaged woman shouldn't have such powerful sentiment, but Hitomi couldn't help it. She brought the feather up to her crimson lips, kissing it sweetly. "I love you Van, and always will. No matter what."
Faithfully I trace your name while you sleep
Its the only true comfort I feel
He looked up, sensing her presence. Her green eyes came into view in his mind, smiling lovingly at him. The thought of her caressed his wounded soul, and he whispered her name to the stars. "Hitomi..."
I still run
I still swing open the door
I still think you'll be there like before
Hitomi held the feather close to her heart as she slipped under the cool sheets of her bed. "Van..."
I still run
I still swing open the door
I still think you'll be there like before
Doesn't everybody out there know to never come around
Somethings a heart won't listen to
I'm still holding out for you
Van returned to his room, falling into a deep sleep as soon as his head hit his pillow. Determined to be with his beloved in his dreams.
Holding out for you