Every now and then all there is to say
Equals to a deaf-mute play
And every time I don't understand
I keep thinking we're not meant to be
I wish you were a hologram
Just something I could understand
I turn you into bits and bytes
I wish you were a hologram
Living the way we do makes me want to know
If it's real or just for show
For living on hope alone doesn't do
But I just don't know what else to do