It's the oceansnIt's the smell of the windnThat keeps me here.nBurn the highways,nAnd feel the wait of the landnCome over you.nnIt's the hallwaysnIt's the note on the doornIt's the phone calls.nDon't expect themnTo open their arms,nLook where I was before.nnAll I wanted was to see your tears,nTo feel you with me here.nNow it's over and done,nAs clear as I was questioning everything.nnPretty words they arenPinned to my wall, protecting me.nRandom street noise,nPeople's words come constantly.nnWhat I wanted, I think I'll probably see,nIt's just a pipe dream.nWithout our hearts we are fearful and weak,nDoubtful and lonely.nnAll along I've been playing a partnInstead of building my own ??nThere's a difference, when I'm holding your handnThink I'm dreaming I'm flying.nIt's your smile, it's the way that you talk,nThat shows me -nYou're an angel, that has slept in my bednAnd nurtured me.nnIt's the nights, it's the hardest thingnTo drift to sleep.