Still Life Moving

I'm not hurt, but my heart's on fire

There's nothing more I could think to want

Except for one more look

And a few more needed chances


Too many late nights and heavy thoughts

I wasn't sure until I saw the film

Those images boring into my brain

I had to sit back and catch my breath


It was still life moving

Still life stealing me away

And when it looked me in the eye

I saw what I could have had


And now it gives me something

Some thing to love and hate

Because it'll never really be mine

Just on loan from someone else's arms