Still Waters

 

I can picture every detail of your face
As I close my eyes
And in that moment
In that liberating moment
I can wrap you in my arms
Without fear that this will end

But is it really just you and me
How deep still waters run
On the outside we seem ideal
But inside it’s not much fun

Like a new born
I try to hold you
Try to protect you
Scroll through hours
Scroll through days 
And scroll through the years
And let’s choose the best times
Of this bitter sweet love

I can see why we should part and yet still
Inside my head
Is this illusion
Where you run across the room
And lift me up amongst the stars
In your arms
We fly away

But when we fall back to earth we see
How deep still waters run
On the outside we seem ideal
But inside inside it’s not much fun

Like a new born
I try to hold you
Try to protect you
Scroll through hours
Scroll through days 
And scroll through the years
And let’s choose the best times
Of this bitter sweet love

Oh it’s the silence that hurts more
More than the shouting and the times
When you walk out
Turn back
Turn back
Turns back

Love never moves in straight lines
It bends it winds
Seeds we’ve planted
We must cultivate the soil
Not plow the surface of the wounds
With our words that cause the hurt

That’s how unattached we are
And how deep still waters run
On the outside we seem ideal
But inside inside it’s not much fun

Like a new born
I try to hold you
Try to protect you
Scroll through hours
Scroll through days 
And scroll through the years
And let’s choose the best times
Of this bitter sweet love

Additional Info

  • Albums: Not Too Far Away
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