Pausa de exposição, falar menos e uma tpm triste, nada mais

I've been trying
To believe and confide in
Different people
I've found
Some of them got closer than others
Some wouldn't even bother
And then you came around
I didn't really know what to call you
You didn't know me at all
But I was happy to explain
I never really knew how to move you
So I tried to intrude through
The little holes in your vanes
And I saw you
But that's not an invitation
That's all I get!
If this is communication
I disconnect
I've seen you,
I know you
But I don't know how to connect
So I disconnect
You always seem to know where to find me
And I'm still here behind you
In the corner of your eye
Well, this is an invitation
It's not a threat
If you want communication
That's what you get
I'm talking and talking
But I don't know how to connect
And I hold a record for being patient
With your kind of hesitation
I need you, you want me
But I don't know how to connect
So I disconnect