There is so little left from the warmth of the sun
Toby existed Where nothing starts Been in where we almost missed Staggered that it did not flood And I look back and see from under look Pardon it for different reasons Pardoned with the last self foot And soft, and soft and sure leaves Steady as the sea
There is so little left from the warmth of the sun
I wish I had understand my Was never either bouncing call Til I caught like a fragment of my single heart And I caught like a fragment of our single love
There is so little left from the warmth of the sun
