lyrical fitness

a half-full moon in mexico city; i think of you. when i saw the southern cross, i wished that you had too.
i wish my heart was as cold as the morning dew but it's as warm as saxophones and honey in the sun for you.
i've been spending half the year in a plane going up and down.
you've been seeing other people from a nearby town.
been obsessing and getting depressed about us; excess baggage and other stupid band stuff.
i wish my heart was cold but it's warmer than before.
i wish my heart was as cold as the morning dew but it's as warm as saxophones and honey in the sun for you.
when you said the veins in my left hand were shaped like a tree, was that the very last time you really looked at me?
i'm in training to become as cold as ice;
i'm determined to protect my feelings, to disguise.
and when i said i didn't love you, i told a lie.
because there is no one above you, though i try.
would you laugh at the time i spent calling your name, over and over and over again?
i wish my heart was cold but it's warmer than before.
i wish my heart was as cold as the morning dew but it's as warm as saxophones and honey in the sun for you.
the trouble is i got me close to hating me.
when i wake up in the morning it's your face i see.
where you once made me feel less afraid you've got me pouring myself all over this page.
i wish my heart was cold but it's warmer than before.
i wish my heart was as cold as the morning dew but it's as warm as saxophones and honey in the sun for you.