Chasing the air

You want the stars without the sky

A bird that flies but won’t say why

You want the rain

Not the storm

The heat

Not the fire that keeps us warm

I see you chase the open air

I stand and wonder if you care

Chasing the air

It’s never there

You hold a dream

It disappears

You want the world but not the weight

You take the clock

You skip the late

Chasing the air

Chasing the air

You want the tune without the sound

A spinning wheel that’s never bound

You want the sea

Not the tide

The truth

Not the mess where secrets hide

I see you reach for what’s not there

I shout but know you wouldn’t dare

Chasing the air

It’s never there

You hold a dream

It disappears

You want the world but not the weight

You take the clock

You skip the late

Chasing the air

Chasing the air

chasing the air

chasing me