I am thinking it's a sign That the freckles in our eyes are mirror images And when kiss they're perfectly aligned I have to speculate That God himself did make Us into corresponding shapes Like puzzle pieces from the clay
True, may seem like a stretch But thoughts like this that catch My troubled head when you're away When I am missing you to death you are out there on the road For several weeks of shows And when you scan the radio I hope this will guide 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 to leave This all on your machine 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 is guiding you
They will see us waving from such great heights, \"Come down now\", they'll say But everything looks perfect from away \"Come 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 from far away \"Come now\", but we'll stay...