Basic to the touch
Basic to the love
But you're still drifting
Way above
Me
Every time

Simple glances
Silly smiles
It's all here
But you're never honest enough
To notice
When supposed to be real.

Basic to the smell
Cold air
And your breath
And mine
Shaking under the rain
Waiting for you to acknowledge
Waiting for you
To move
Around me
Stop drifting so high
Above
Talk to me
Tell me why?

So basic
Yet still
Way beyond your grasp
So close
Still too far.