“I’m roaming through the hills all alone I’m trying to find my direction home A question of space, a matter of time I follow the stars until the first light”
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride. I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
“Sick days, drunk nights, Short fuse, loud fights, Lose weight; all bones, White trucks, the undertow. Don’t say you’re done ‘Cause you’re brave and you’re loved. This town, this sea It won’t drag you underneath.
You gotta know that this will turn around, Until then I will not let you down. When you find your ship has run aground You can call me, I won’t let you down I won’t let you down, This will turn around.”