I am thinking it's a sign That the freckles in our eyes are mirror images And we kiss they're perfectly aligned I have to speculate That God himself did make Us into shapes Like puzzle pieces from the clay
True, it may seem like a stretch But its thoughts like this that catch My head when you're away When I am missing you to death When you out there on the road For several weeks of shows And when you scan the radio I hope this song will you home
They will see us waving from such great heights, \"Come down now\", they'll say But everything looks perfect from far away, \"Come down now\", but we'll stay...
I tried my best to leave This all on your But the persistent beat it sounded thin Upon listening And frankly will not fly You will hear the shrillest highs And lowest lows with the windows down When this guiding you home
They will see us waving from such great heights, \"Come down now\", they'll say But everything looks perfect from far away down now\", but we'll stay...
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They will see us waving from such great heights, \"Come down now\", they'll say But everything looks perfect far away \"Come down now\", but we'll stay...