Hypertext کے بول

By myself it's different, you know it's true Dealing with the distance from me to you Your blue eyes blink like a hypertext link Tender words you spit out for me to drink By myself it's different, you know it's true Re-living the instant when I knew Your true mind thinks like a hypertext link Your tender words I spit out into my sink Something's off So I'm taking a vacation The light is on It's something in your eyes I know They're so familiar But the more I look The less I'm sure if the feeling's gone Or the data's wrong