It's the second September I have known you Four years or so ago, I a pony, called him \"Truth\" We didnt know the way so it took us till today to here
And all time, I felt just fine I held so many people in my suitcase heart That I had to let whole thing go It was taken by the wind and snow And I still didn't know that I was waiting For a girl on a slow home
I can remember when I first saw you You said in my photograph I looked more away I laughed and smiled didn't say \"I am a bit afraid to be here.\"
Setting free the anchor and looking past the shore It's a sea horses on ships with no sails, no no oars
Now we're cleaning the windows between us two Funny, you do it once, and then and pretty soon the fingerprints and dust... But I've begun to trust the view here.