Break my senses and throw them away
I won't need them to find my other me,
they are what limit my unlimited possibilities,
because to find my other half
is to find the rest of my life,
to find my other half
is to break the restless dreams at night,

I know I'm looking for you but are you looking for me
maybe were going in circles I can't tell it's to hard to see,
the game I sell is the one you buy,
the book you've dropped is the one I pick up,
maybe if I stand still we'll catch up to eachother
maybe I'll keep moving to keep you from getting any further,

Help me out here I'm so anxious to meet you
if just a small signal anything at all to help get through,
I sent so many out and yet no return yet
it makes me uneasy I'm begining to fret,

The longer the time I spend looking for you
just means the shorter the time time I have with you.