Anyone But You

The double-pane window
Faces the sun
And lets through it's double meaning
And I can't seem
To separate
The day from the dreaming

Her reflection
Holds a sense of direction
The hope for my cleaning
And I've gotta hold back
In the face of attack
To keep myself from screaming

Don't run away, babe
I'll make this quick
'Cause I'm god-damned tired
Of being sick

And I could lose
Anyone but you

No I won't chose
Anyone but you