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 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