Tell Me Tell Me

Tell me tell me love, tell me how it feels
How does it look? Tell me that it’s real.
Do you feel alone, or out of place,
or right at home way out in space?
Tell me tell me love.
When you write again, tell me everything
Are there rainforests or birds that sing?
Is it cold at night? Do you still get a chill?
Are there winding rivers or rolling hills?
Tell me tell me love.
If you don’t pay your gravity bill,
Will you float away, against your will.
Tell me tell me love, tell me how it feels.
How does it look?
tell me that it’s real.
Tell me tell me love.