Every fraction of the way does more to make my doubts seem real
Every day to every day was much too hard on how I feel

I feel I'm talking to myself when I say what I mean
More than once, the perfect words sounded wrong
It's the way that you won't listen to how I paint the scene
Makes it hard to believe in love for long

Every fraction of the way does more to make my doubts seem real
Every day to every day was much too hard on how I feel

I feel I'm talking to myself when I say what I mean
More than once, thе perfect words sounded wrong
It's thе way that you won't listen to how I paint the scene
Makes it hard to believe in love for long

Every fraction of the way does more to make my doubts seem real
Every day to every day was much too hard on how I fee