Almost Love

I'm in the middle of a dream
 Without it I can't stay
 When I reach the top of the trees
 I'll unwrap my fingers, free my foot and run away
 I'm in the middle of a poem
 This one's not for you
 And as I was counting size
 May have missed out on my moon
 I don't have the sadness in the place it should've been
 And I don't have a darkness over all I break and all I'm in
 I have glass in my throat when I sing
 About what an almost love it could've been
 I can't ever sleep
 All my dreams are in a width of languages the tongue can speak
 And before the birds are hurt
 Shrouded in the devil's cloud to watch the morning burn
 I don't have the sadness in the place it should've been
 And I don't have a darkness over all I break and all I'm in
 I have glass in my throat when I sing
 About what an almost love it could've been
 I gather my yesterdays
 They're all I could hold but in the end I saved
 I'll find a new way to be alone, ooh ooh
 Another heart away I've grown
 I'm in the middle of a dream (yeah)
 This one's not with you
 If I fall will you swallow me whole?
 Turning into you and turn myself into a fool
 Turning into you and turn myself into a fool
 Ooh ooh, ooh ooh
 Turning into you and turn myself into a fool
 Turning into you and turn myself into a fool
 Ooh ooh
 Turning into you and turn myself into a fool
 Ooh ooh
 Turning into you and turn myself into a fool
 So you think I'm a fool
 Turning into you and turn myself into a fool