It's been so long since I've spent
The time alone with you that you deserve
I was out on a drive
Under a blanket of thin clouds, with gentle beams shining through
Pondering how much I expect
You to read between my lines
Under a blanket of thin clouds, with gentle beams shining through
Pondering how much I expect
You to read between my lines
Enclosed by grassy hills,
Only the horizon ahead
The road converging right before me
I missed you
Only the horizon ahead
The road converging right before me
I missed you
In my words, there I left
Something out
With them being so few
I'm elusive
Something out
With them being so few
I'm elusive
I forget how important they are
Like tiny droplets
Before a turbulent storm
Meaningful signs of bittersweet magic
Like tiny droplets
Before a turbulent storm
Meaningful signs of bittersweet magic
I labor
So you may know the pleasure of being born
So you may know the pleasure of being born
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