Making my way through the I've writing my whole life, I didn't see her coming, a strange in my tale But you get any time off when you're for something, so I kept moving, let the wind in my sail
She's been my lady for 'bout three years now, trying this time to make this something last But never easy on her while I'm flying all Being lonely a thing I'd ever ask
It was just that we up as a pair, so many of our puzzle didn't fit So it got a messy, lying everywhere, despite our best to make some sense of it
Gunning for a treasure somewhere up ahead, I didn't to die, thinking "there's one thing I missed" a long shot, by any measure, where two people as one I didn't think of our worlds could coexist
Then I drop the sky on a cold winter breeze, I down, and see her waiting there for me, and I say: "Oh, yeah"
It's conversation, one we never had, where we finally figure out what's on But waiting for just the right means you'll wait a years, 'cause the silence is the one thing you'll say
We tried to live conventional, like told us that we should, watching all the best things that we once had You give up some natural for fake security, then that's not how our kind is made
Then I from the sky on a cold winter breeze, I down, and see her waiting there for me, and I say: "Oh, yeah"