you are the pressure behind my eyes
you are the twitch of my fingers
you are the long-expelled sighs
you are the ache in my heart

you are the wind in my hair
you are the helping hand
you are my every breath
you are the stone cold loneliness

you are the ray of hope
you are the strength at the end of a fight
you are the rebel yell
you are the stepping stone

you are the liferaft
you are my dreams
you are my distractions
you are the song on the radio
that makes me cry