Is this the way we'll always say goodbye? Questioning glances, but never asking why I want to be the one, the only one, you laugh and share your dreams with late at night. And if I turned my gaze in your direction would you compromise and turn to me? You cry in your own mind and with your eyes you're silently pleading, but you never say the words that you want to say. And in your stubborn way You try to haltingly hold out your hand, but I know why you'll always pull it back again it's not doubt or worry that's keeping your feelings at bay, No it's your stubborn way. So should I offer a more obvious enumeration? Making it so easy to change your disposition of rigidity and stoicism to a softened ease but would it even make a difference in your actions? Tell me please! You cry in your own mind with your eyes you're silently pleading, but you never say the words that you want to say. And in your stubborn way You try to haltingly hold out your hand, but I know why you'll always pull it back again
it's not superstition, destiny, God or fate No it's your stubborn way. Would it be your unraveling if you just took my hand. I know disregarding barriers is not within your plan, but I can't be the one who carries all the weight of your repose. And lately it's been feeling heavier the longer this thing goes You cry in your own mind with your eyes you're silently pleading, but you never say the words that you want to say. And in your stubborn way You try to haltingly hold out your hand, but I know why you'll always pull it back again it's not doubt or worry that's keeping your feelings at bay And in my stubborn way, I cry in my own mind and with my eyes silently pleading but I never say the words that I want to say And in my stubborn way I try to haltingly hold out my hand, but you know I always pull it back again it's not doubt or worry that's keeping your feelings at bay and it's not superstition, destiny, God or fate No it's my stubborn way And your stubborn way It's our stubborn way