Semantics

If I go I won’t come home Wanting the fire But know it's out cold

Call it semantics But I think I know What you really mean When you say that you don’t

Cause I see Two parts of me One in the water Down on my knees

You call it nomadic But I know what you need The one in the water Is the one that i see

A taste of romantic But it’s so bittersweet Your thoughts are the panic Reflecting on me

I try it all the time I wait until the hearth surrounds me The waters rising I can’t help But let it drown me

I’ve taken all this time Just to make a spin around the block Bittersweet wanting I spun that web again just to get Just to get Caught You call it nomadic But i know what you need The one in the water Is the one that i see

A taste of romantic But its so bittersweet Your thoughts are the panic Reflecting on me