Hypertext

By myself it's different, you know it's true

Dealing with the distance from me to you

Your blue eyes blink like a hypertext link

Tender words you spit out for me to drink

By myself it's different, you know it's true

Re-living the instant when I knew

Your true mind thinks like a hypertext link

Your tender words I spit out into my sink

Something's off

So I'm taking a vacation

The light is on

It's something in your eyes

I know

They're so familiar

But the more I look

The less I'm sure if the feeling's gone

Or the data's wrong