Desperate Decline

there's a line in my head and it's been there all week, it goes "i'm still wanting my face on your cheek"... it could have been my fault, but in time you'll see that i believed in love... it didn't believe in me. it was a world that couldn't work, it was a world that wouldn't hurt, it was a world i couldn't find cos it was only in my mind. and while i sat and listened to ben, you went on and fell in love again. there was a time... if i could just remember when - i thought i'd found our way into cat heaven. it's where exit 86 led to a house of bricks. of summer scented letters and "first day that you met her"s. of sunburned cheeks and the mountains for weeks. here's to the love i'll never find and to all the crashing bores. you may never be mine, but i will always be yours. still... i dream your shadow moves across the floor by the light in the hall that slips under my door. but you still go back to your separate bed and i'm left alone in my desperate head.