Where did I get
this fascination with the sky
that means I can listen to songs about it
for longer than I have ever dreaded saying goodbye to you
Maybe there’s not enough time to take it all in
so words are a better vessel
they intertwine with all the secrets
I have wrapped in your world
Maybe I don’t have enough love to give to you
so I write it all down and you
can carry it in your pocket
if you ever forget
I hope you don’t forget
And we are speeding down the highway
faster than I got to know you…
it is too perfect to take a picture of
like the things I remember on my own years later
are somehow better for it
And we are speeding down the highway
faster than it took me
to learn your lips
and there are still things to see
still parts of you to know
and it doesn’t even cross my mind
we might stop