Miss Cricket

There is a cricket in my room scraping ever night
Two months and i can’t get enough
I used to wonder what it meant and if it’s luck
Now i worry that she’ll die

I sit here in a lonely space but i don’t feel alone
Silence just has to wait to scratch while i ramble on
And i don’t try to find her
I’m just glad she’s still there

Sometimes i wish she was back with her fam
But i want her to myself to much
It wouldn’t even appreciate her like i do
Nobody else can feel this love

What if she’s hungry or looking for a lover
What if shе feels me or thinks of a mere othеr
What if she scared that i’m gonna kill her
Maybe i’m tripping
Just because i miss her

There was a cricket in my room scraping every night
Some love you just can’t get enough of
I used to wonder what it mean and if it’s luck
Now i’m just sad that she died

But never too small to love
Never too big to dream
When i’m out in the big crowd
I hear miss cricket louder than any scream

And now it’s silent and my mind is running laps
Too many voices try to fill the gaps
Tonight i wonder
Feeling like a widow
And i simply slid open the window

Symphony
We’re not alone
Simply
We’re not alone
Symphony
We’re not alone
Simply
We’re not alone
Symphony
We’re not alone
Simply
We’re not alone
Symphony
We’re not alone
Simply
We’re not alone