So I can finally hear the soft voice in my mind
That’s been whispering the slightest hints and the tiniest of clues
That’s been drowned out by what I\'ve wanted to be true
Suppressed by the story I\'ve wanted life to find
It\'s been thrilling to see the world through such similar eyes
And we\'ve talked for hours as I\'ve found a lost contentment
Being understood, strengthened by your nods of agreement
You\'ve seemed so in tune with me, with your laughs and your sighs
But recent days have found this whisper growing louder in my ear:
Your nods don’t always fit - and seem a bit skin-deep
The depth of your thinking is, well, actually quite shallow
The awkward signs you struggle with the secrets you should keep
And the stories you tell, well they are sometimes far too hard to swallow
No, none of the things I’d wanted to hear
Just when I thought we were so in tune
Just when I thought we had the same values and beliefs
I’m feeling that thrilling prospect die. I’m actually feeling a touch of grief
That the penny has finally dropped, that it just isn’t true
I look at you, looking at the world upon which we both gaze
But it’s ok. I know we can still be friends
You do matter to me, and I care, and that won’t end
Even though I\'ve sadly concluded we\'re definitely not on the same page