Mouth full of marbles Trying to say your name Dafaearaea It never lands the same Little made-up language Only we can hear Scribbled in the margins Of another quiet year Dafaearaea Tell me what it means Is it just a sound we made Or the shape of all my dreams Dafaearaea Soft and off the beat Every time I say it My heart skips a piece We spill letters on the table Like tea on the cloth You laugh at every typo I fall a little off If love is mispronounced Every second day I’ll keep getting it wrong If it lets you stay Dafaearaea Tell me what it means Is it just a sound we made Or the shape of all my dreams Dafaearaea Soft and off the beat Every time I say it My heart skips a piece
