Music is the most beautiful important thing to me. It's the feeling of love happiness and safety. I wanna wake up where you are, I won't say anything at all, so why don't you slide? Wanna get married? Runaway? I miss flighty. I miss free. I miss completing the circle with another soul. I miss arms. I miss you. And I'll do anything you dreamed to be complete. There must be some kind of way out of here. Come gather people wherever you roam. Drenched to the bone. The times they are a changin. You know that it would be untrue. You know that I would be a liar. If I lied and said I was happy not waking up where you are.
Too much confusion. No relief.
