Almost

Evergreen grass & ever green promises I know you'll be fine Don't know where you've been, if the sun is shining Think we met at the wrong time And oh Summer days, I thought I heard your name I think they were talking about you I almost asked how you were Lighting, it's ghostly singing It felt too real so I had to, had to go Lighting, I'm a ghost in my skin I reached out and called you on the phone Well, almost Paper white skin & a flush from running You looked like a China doll Appeared out of nowhere, I didn't know you were coming This world makes me feel small Vanished like a glass half empty left more room for me But in your abandonment, you left me no room to breathe Where's the air? Lighting, it's ghostly singing It felt too real so I had to, had to go Lighting, I'm a ghost in my skin I reached out and called you on the phone Well, almost I almost pressed right on your name Would you have answered anyway? Maybe we could've pretended we were still friends I almost pressed right on your name Would meet you in the gleaming sun, pouring rain I could still be your friend Almost