Youre sittng there in that empty chair i can feel you trying not to look at me You dont know what i want and i know all too well. I resist the urge to be the first to break this distance that we've created. Ill be different this time I want to be able to promise you that But i just push my hair behind my ear and say something dumb about the tv To reach out to your hand would that break the truce we've created so heartily I know youre thinking it too Two hearts with the same mind. ....