Wish That I Was Here

Feel the heat of the sun on my skin
But I'm not warm
Turn the key, step on in
Rest my head, but I'm not home
There's nothing for me here
There's nothing for me here
My friends, there's nothing for me here

Feel the heat of the sun on my skin
But I'm not warm
Turn the key, step on in
Rest my head, but I'm not home
There's nothing for me here
There's nothing for me here
My friends, there's nothing for me here

At all

[Sometimes, I think I've felt everything I'm every gonna feel...
And from here on out, I'm not gonna feel anything new...
Just lesser versions of what I've already felt--]

Every day from the out, looking in
Like a cell phone
Pinch my skin, like a dream
But my mind is in the ozone
I wish that I was here
I wish that I was here

At all
At all
At all
At all

At all

[Just lesser versions of what I've already felt--]