The sky opens up
Over me and you
And you don't seem to mind
That we're soaked through
I try to hide under the newspaper you're holding over your head to
protect yourself from the drops of rain, that are more like bullets
than water. You pull the newspaper away, laughing, and poke your
tongue out. You run a few feet in front of me, leaving me stranded
and soaking in the rain. I pout, sticking my piercings out into the
open, and you rush back to my side. You still laugh, but you share
your shelter with me. My better half. Always trying to protect me,
look out for me. "Are you cold?"
I shake my head. With you by my side, I'm never cold. And you're by my
side through everything, Joel. You always have been. I'm shivvering,
and my clothes are drenched, but I'm not cold. There's really no need
for the newspaper now, I couldn't be more wet if I jumped into a
swimming pool fully clothed. You seem to realize this, and rather
than sit there and pity me, you toss the paper away and suffer with
me. That's the way it's always been - we celebrate together, we suffer
together. I can't see that changing. "I'm pretty fucking wet though."
You kiss me in the rain
I forget what I'm moaning about
And I know I wouldn't be the same
Without you
We're doing silly dances in the rain now, splashing in puddles like
little kids. Actually, I have memories of doing this with you as kids.
There aren't many memories of my childhood that don't have you in
them.
You dance over to me and I smile as I look into your identical eyes.
Your hair is plastered to your forehead now, and you look beautiful.
You always look beautiful, and I have to admire that. How can we be
so different?
You cup my chin in your hands and kiss me deeply. Our lips slide
over each other's mouthes with ease, the rainwater aiding us,
removing the friction so my hand slips easily down your face and
onto your chest. Suddenly, I'm not so worried about being wet.
I wouldn't be the same
Without you
I wouldn't be the same
Without you
You're my brother, my better half, my lover, my soul mate. Joel, I
wouldn't be the same without you. If I lost everyone else I loved,
everyone else that I cared about, it would be okay, 'cause you'd be by
my side. I know you would.
I laugh at my own jokes
And what I deem to be clever wit
And you don't seem to mind
That I'm so stupid
I wrinkle my nose up and stick my bottom lip out into that pout I know
you can't resist. Then I jump up and down, arms flailing like a vain
girl who's just broken a nail. "Oh my God, Joel, have I like,
smudged my eye makeup?!"
You just chuckle and slip your arm around my waist. "You look
beautiful," you murmur into my ear, and I just about melt right then
and there.
You kiss me once again
I forget what I'm babbling about
And I know I wouldn't be the same
Without you
We've managed to find refuge in some abandoned house; the kind where
all the windows have been smashed and there's graffiti on the walls.
It's kind of creepy, really, but with you there, I barely notice.
There's a broken mirror in one corner of what would have been the
living room, and I pick up a shard and pretend to scrutinize myself
in it. "Oooooh," I whine, "Joely, I really have smudged my makeup!"
You walk up behind me and slip your arms around my waist, nuzzling
your face into my neck. I feel your sweet kisses caress my skin, and
I forget my babbling. You turn me around and kiss my lips tenderly,
and I remember for the billionth time that...
I wouldn't be the same
Without you
I wouldn't be the same
Without you
I couldn't replicate your touch
Or love anyone again, this much
I wouldn't be the same
Without you
Your hands find the hem of my shirt, and you pull it up, not allowing
your lips to disconnect from mine until the last moment. When I'm
standing there, shirtless and shivvering, you smile that mischievous
smile. "I think we should get you warmed up, don't you?"
I wouldn't be the same
I wouldn't be the same
I wouldn't be the same
Without you
Without you, yeah, yeah
Without you
Without you
"I love you, Joel."
"I love you too, Benj."