Prism

I'm fine, thanks for asking
I hope that you are too
I don't suppose you'd lead me on
I don't suppose you'd say the right thing

That's for someone
Someone else, not for me
It was written on the wind
Above was a breeze

Almost, but not really
So close, but not nearly
I don't suppose to undo what's done
I don't suppose to have ambition

That's for strangers
Who have no intimacy
'Cause of pieces from a game
That's lost at sea
Little slivers in the cracks in between

That's for someone
Someone else
Not for me