Your clothes lay by the shore where your senses were born. Now you don't think twice, about saying I love you. And the wind hits like a hammer across your knees. Pushing you down, begging please
Once you got up off the ground, your clothes which were in a pile were found all around. You tossed your hair and said I don't care. You left with no tears in your eyes. Don't slow down, here comes your lies
Stop to tie your shoe, under a tree. A leaf falls from above taunting thee. You catch it before it lands and tear it in two. You feel a little better. Its the least you can do
But the breeze could come back any day. And bend your knees in many ways. Until you learn there's a cost to burn your feelings into thin air. And that its alright to cry when someone's there