Early Morning Brainstorms

If I stick out my hand will you take it
because you wanted to or felt obliged?
Comfort doesn't lead far from confusion
and I find myself wondering if you feel the same.

I can still feel your arms around me
and I wish it was more than an illusion.
Wearing a jacket I was lent when I was cold,
even though now I'm burning,
I'm burning up.
It used to smell like you but now it's faded.

And I wish I could tell you but I can't find the words.
Early morning brainstorms,
but they still flee just like I wish I could.
I could never leave you.

And I watch the sun rise with you.
This day could be the end or the beginning,
but I just can't decipher which.
If I wasn't wet and freezing would you still hold me by the fire?

And I wrap myself in blankets with you,
daylight has broken, and I wonder if you've
still got that alcoholic glaze in your eye,
because your hand is on mine and I don't know
if sobriety would allow it.

And I wish I could tell you but I can't find the words.
Early morning brainstorms,
but they still flee just like I wish I could.
I could never leave you.