A billion stars in the sky and I only want to taste one. You’re my Jupiter; I’m your junkie. I know you’re pretty. I can see it in my ugly.
—  Eyedea
Here For You
  • Here For You
  • Eyedea

I see the hurt when I look into your eyes

How you struggle to hold it and keep in bundled inside

It drives a dull blade deep in my heart; it makes me want to cry

So I offer you a hand to help wash away the rainy skies

I’m running out of words, but I haven’t yet made my message clear

So if none of this makes sense, I just want you to know I’m here

Even though I know I hate to love you so much, I got no better place to go, that’s why I always show up.
—  Eyedea, “Exhausted Love”