You were looking beautiful last night as we walked down Easton Ave.
Suddenly I was drawn from the moment.
I wanted to enjoy this but I can't.

It's 2 AM the pipes are howling
I glide from you on pine that murmurs of my wandering

So you wake to comfort me
To mask your guilt so desperately
I bite my cheek to keep from smiling

You can't have what you wanted
So you try and settle
Stack me on the shelf
leave me by myself
Give me volumes of letters to read
Give me breathing holes to breathe

I'll admit that in the end
You were better as a friend
Though I'd do it all again
I'm between the bookends

I languish in my cell tonight
And dwell on what could never be

Even though I disagree
I acquiesce to keep the peace
And stoke the fragile hope that you stay away from me

You can't have what you wanted
So you try and settle
Stack me on the shelf
Leave me by myself
Give volumes of letters to read
Give me breathing holes to breathe

I'll admit that in the end
You were better as a friend
Though I'd do it all again
I'm between the bookends

I collected dust for years
Fulfilling all my fondest fears
Departing from your atmosphere
A voyage that brings me to tears

Cuz I'm between the bookends

This is something I can't say (change your mind)
But I see no other way (change your mind)
I will not beg you to stay (change your mind)
This is something I can't change (Change your mind)

This is something I can't change

Hearts beat in reverie
In a dream, you were with me
You'll live in memory
Do you ever think of...