when she lays down
to fast asleep beautiful
it’s her simple silence
her smooth rhythm
soft breathing
that’s so damn intoxicating
helps me recover
from another hard day.
and when she wakes up
ready to believe
she finds herself inside
my lost pages
and she reads between my lines
so perfectly -
there
alone.
goodbye is far away
as every painful mania fades
under a shade tree in her soul
because she knows
things always work themselves out
somehow someway
she’ll recover once again
from another hard day.
and all these words
I write for her
my thoughts of her
pour out finding freedom
and she knows
my love is always growing -
there
alone.
she paints herself so beautiful
feels herself so free
so ready to believe
when she finds herself
in my lost pages
where I’m loving her
loving my miss lyndsay lane
so perfectly.
and I write all these words for her
and she reads between my lines
and we recover
from another hard day
so perfectly
under a shade tree in her soul -
there
alone.
goodbye is far away.
