You sat crossing your legs
|
outside on your front steps
|
Just as i was making my way home
|
I bummed a cigarette off of you
|
and asked "what you were doin alone?"
|
so i sat sad to hear your stories
|
about friendships gone wrong
|
we talked into the morning
|
my god its been so long.......
|
so lets fill these rivers up
|
like crystal blue fountains
|
and we'll build tall waterfalls that drip from mountains
|
would you stay here by my side
|
against the tides we'll stand strong
|
we talked into the night, just catching up cause
|
god its been so long..............
|
Did you see the creek dried up the one
|
down below the Evergreens
|
the place where we spent our younger days
|
just the two of us fishing out all our dreams
|
Its a metaphor, for you and me
|
Its tried to ignore, but its plain to see
|
so pull me back if im getting away
|
and hold on by these threads
|
as we go our seperate ways
|
but just remember the dreams we made
|
down here on Michaels creek
|
the water never will flow the same, and never be the same
|
I thought we would last forever..........
|
I thought we could last forever (pull me back if im getting away)
|
I thought we would last forever (we can sew our threads again someday)
|
I thought we would last forever................
|
so lets fill these rivers up
|
like crystal blue fountains
|
and we'll build tall waterfalls that drip from mountains
|
would you stay here by my side
|
against the tides we'll stand strong
|
we talked into the night, just catching up cause
|
god its been so long..............
|
|
-----------------
|
Michael's Creek
|
| Hidden In Plain View |
