Hypertext

By myself it's different, you know it's true
Dealing with the distance from me to you
Your blue eyes blink like a hypertext link
Tender words you spit out for me to drink

By myself it's different, you know it's true
Re-living the instant when I knew
Your true mind thinks like a hypertext link
Your tender words I spit out into my sink

Something's off
So I'm taking a vacation
The light is on
It's something in your eyes
I know
They're so familiar
But the more I look
The less I'm sure if the feeling's gone
Or the data's wrong