IRC-Galleria

"I am thinking it's a sign
that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images
and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned
And I have to speculate
that God himself did make
us into corresponding shapes
like puzzle pieces from the clay

It's true, it may seem like a strech
but it's thoughts like this that catch
my troubled head when you're away
when I am missing you to death
When you are out there on the road
for several weeks of shows
and when you scan the radio
I hope this song will guide you home

They will see us waving from such great heights
"Come down now," they'll say
but everything looks perfect from far away
"come down now" but we'll stay"