Clean Air

Wander out

Above the clouds

She wanted clean air

I only wanted to be clear with her

I can no longer stand at the gates of your love

I can no longer ask this of you

Can't deny your point of view

Two trees

One bearing fruit, one shedding leaves

And we get so caught up

In the metaphor the plot is lost

Don't think I forgot (Don't you think I forgot)

About all the lines you draw, then beg me to cross (That you beg me to cross)

And I can't keep holding on

I can no longer stand at the gates of your love

I can no longer ask this of you

Still you stand by my side, open hand and open mind

I can no longer take what I used to

Can't deny your point of view

I wouldn't take that from you

I couldn't take that from you

No, no, no, no

I wouldn't take that from you