Even When It Doesn't Make Sense

Verse 1

You find secret fireworks in a puddle after rain

Name the birds by how they argue, not by what they’re called or trained

You hold up traffic just to point at ivy on a wall

And I’m counting minutes, counting money, missing why at all

Pre-Chorus

So I try on your glasses, smudged with fingerprints of sky

Trade my list of reasons for the way you let things fly

Chorus

Loving you means borrowing your view

Standing where you stand until the colors come through

Turning all my maps on a diagonal tilt

Following the lines I never would’ve built

I don’t need the math to match to hold your hand and see

Loving you is seeing through your eyes

Even if it doesn’t make sense to me

Verse 2

You keep bottle caps like planets, spin them till they choose your fate

Read the fortune in a receipt like it’s a message I can’t translate

You call the sirens lullabies, the traffic lights a choir

And I keep trying to conduct it when you only ask I’m near

Pre-Chorus

So I fold up my verdicts, let your compass spin and roam

Learn to count in heartbeats, not the way I count my stones

Chorus

Loving you means borrowing your view

Standing where you stand until the colors come through

Turning all my maps on a diagonal tilt

Following the lines I never would’ve built

I don’t need the math to match to hold your hand and see

Loving you is seeing through your eyes

Even if it doesn’t make sense to me

Bridge

It’s not losing who I am, it’s widening the frame

It’s sitting in your puzzle without needing all the names

It’s choosing not to fix the wild, just keep you company

And finding out the world is bigger when I let it be

Verse 3

You choose pears by how they smell like thunder on the porch

Cry at quiet commercials, laugh at funerals, hold the torch

For every tiny miracle I’d hurry right past

And I slow my breathing to the tempo of your gasp

Pre-Chorus

I won’t make your magic reasonable, or tidy up your stars

I’ll live inside your questions like a room with open doors

Chorus

Loving you means borrowing your view

Standing where you stand until the colors come through

Turning all my maps on a diagonal tilt

Following the lines I never would’ve built

I don’t need the math to match to hold your hand and see

Loving you is seeing through your eyes

Even if it doesn’t make sense to me

Outro

So point me to the window only you know how to find

I’ll lean into the wonder and leave measurement behind

When nothing adds up neatly, I will choose your mystery

Loving you is seeing through your eyes

Even if it doesn’t make sense to me