And i hope my voice reaches you tonight as the moon fades into the water and as the waves drape across your knees i hope that your thinking of (or at least trying to) How warm it could be if i were there So when you hear the screaming from the hills above, just realize i am not that far away (maybe i am too close) and i've got my eyes locked on you heart and i'll capture you anyway i can Now i hear the steps above us and i'm glad your mouth's stuffed with cotton it's way to stop the bleeding, (1 of 3 ways) but it only makes the pain last longer But "hey i'll make you love me, or i'll die trying". im trying anyway i can.