Making my way through the I've writing my whole life, I see her coming, a strange twist in my tale But you don't get any off when searching for something, so I kept moving, let the wind stay in my
been my little lady for three years running now, trying hard this time to make something last But it's easy on her I'm flying all around Being ain't a thing I'd ever ask
It was coincidental we wound up as a pair, so pieces of our puzzle didn't fit So it got a messy, pieces everywhere, despite our best attempts to some sense of it
for a hidden treasure lying up ahead, I didn't to die, thinking "there's one thing I missed" It's a shot, by any measure, where two live as one I didn't think both of our could coexist
Then I drop from the sky on a cold breeze, I look down, and see her waiting there for me, and I "Oh, yeah"
It's conversation, one we never had, we finally figure out what's going on But for just the right moment means wait a million years, 'cause the silence is the one thing you'll say
We both tried to conventional, they told us that we should, watching all the things that we once had fade You up some natural freedom for fake security, then realize that's not how our kind is
Then I drop the sky on a cold winter breeze, I look down, and see her waiting for me, and I say: "Oh, yeah"