Now you’re knocking at my door
Saying please come out against the night
But I would rather be alone
Than pretend I feel alright
My mind is open wide
And now I’m ready to start
Your mind surely opened the door
To step out into the dark
Now I’m ready
I am the big sister you always wanted. I’m the best friend you fell in love with in kindergarten who tricked you into showing yours and never showed hers. I’m the girl you’ll never quite get, but can’t help but follow. Every storm has an eye. I am a storm, but the sweetest thing you would ever want under a blanket in your arms, when it’s raining outside and your toes are cold.