I'll Be Okay, Right?
I'll Be Okay, Right?
I'll be okay, right?
You're who I think of at night
When it's quiet and I'm alone.
I'll be okay, right?
It's your sweater I'm clutching tight
To catch a whiff of your cologne.
I'll be okay, right?
I'm being torn apart in a fight
Of whether or not to call your phone.
I'll be okay, right?
Nervously my fingernails I bite
As I rethink my decision on hearing the dial tone.
I'll be okay, right?
The possibility that you might answer is slight
But when you do, off guard I'm thrown.
I'll be okay, right?
Cause I feel like a high-soaring kite
The excitement in my bones.
I'll be okay, right?
I hear your words; they are filled with spite
And your heart has turned to stone.
I'll be okay, right?
My face has turned white
From the hate, you've shown.
I'll be okay, right?
I'm standing at a height
Waiting and wanting to be blown by the foehn.
I'll be okay, right?
I'm seeing a bright white light
It's taking me deeper into the unknown.
I'll be okay, right?
Now it's been a fortnight
And I'm beginning to accept my plight
Thinking of the chances I've blown.