I want the Eastern skies
over Western deserts...

You have an empty piece of paper
and too many words to fill it up...

And those city lights
and your starry eyes...

How to put into words
all these thigns that I feel...

You never saw me
Beyond the girlish antics...

Don't believe every word
running in circles...

We re-write our lives
on hopes and prayers...

Stare away the day
And imagine the world...

And the words are falling out faster then a...
And I'm standing on the shore of my hometown with...

We lie wrapped in bedsheets
woven from our own mistrust...

We were so young and so free
I gave you all...

The clock ticks to the same
beating rhythm of your thumping heart...