I have seen all of the reasons
All the reasons to believe
There is something there
All the reasons to believe
I should move onIt seems to me,
Every chance you get
You touch me
Whether it's a poke of the side,
Or
Even if it's a graze
Of our fingertipsIt seems to me,
You don't want to talk to me
Outside of where we are forced
To be in the same room
Six hours a weekIt seems to me,
You want to be near me
You'll sit with me even when
The others are across the way
You'll sit close
To show me the videos
That bring you joyBut the one reason
That will always win
Is that you
Are the beauty
Of the sun
And I'm but a human