I see where you are What can I say but how much I'd love to find you lying here this way how much I dare what do you care to see me leaving here was all a game to you Sleeping too long as far as I see and how much I'd love to find you lying here with me some things I said are better off dead now 500 miles apart is what I am to you I slip into, thoughts of summer this space of mine, as all of you you seem to me, thoughts of summer the snow am I, covers the ground and all my thoughtful rhymes this space and time, is still only you I thought I could, still win you over under this sky, that's washed with grey and now my sun, is 500 over 600 deep, is still so blue
