Sometimes I feel there’s a hole inside of me,
An emptiness that at times seems to burn,
I think if you lifted my heart to your ear,
You would probably hear the ocean.
And the moon tonight,
There’s a circle around it,
Sign of trouble not far behind…
I have this dream of being whole,
I’m not going to sleep each night wanting,
But still sometimes,
When the wind is warm,
Or the crickets sing…
I dream of a love that even time will lie down,
And be still for…
I just want someone to love me,
I want to be seen,
I don’t know,
Maybe I had my happiness…
I don’t want to believe it,
But there is no one…
Only the moon.
- Practical Magic, 1998
