Caught Myself Believing

Deciphering the look that's in your eye
And the complicated rhythms of trying to get by
I know it's getting crazy
Me dragging all these ghosts out on your face
Oh, tell me, is it still not safe to dream?
Since I've been a slave to a tire swing memory
I blurred out the faces, bargained with changes
But I missed myself and I missed you more
Think I saw God on your bedroom floor
Where you shined on and I caught myself believing
I tried to get away from it all
Slipped on a tire swing melody
Well, what's the point of holding on if you can't carry much more than you stole?
And leaving it all behind feels like you're someone you don't know
Burning some burned out memories of torn up families
In you, in you I see a war I chose to fight
I believe that I've been something to see
Can't be high, can't be real, it's hard being perceived
And it pulled me down and it spun me 'round and 'round
It was a rolling stone and a heart attack
And a million pieces, I can't get back
But then you kissed me hard and I caught myself believing
Well, don't you know that holding on
Is the same as freezing in time?
What do we take with us right now
And what do we leave behind?
Oh, I'm so tired, babe, of what I've been before
It hurts to hurt, I can't take much more
But then you shined on
And then you kissed me hard
Oh, honey, rest alone
'Cause I caught myself believing
Hold the door
Hold the door, hold the door
Mm