I'm fine, thanks for asking
I that hope you are too
I don't suppose you'd lead me on
I don't suppose you'd say the right thing
That for someone, someone else, not for me
It was written, on the wind, above was a breeze
Almost, but not really
So close, but not nearly
I don't suppose to undo what's done
I don't suppose to have ambition
That for strangers who have no intimacy
'Cause of pieces from a game that's lost at sea
Little slivers in the cracks in between
That's for someone, someone else, not for me