Does it really even matter
If we shine before we burn
When the sky is glowing amber
You have colors on your own
Well sometimes I am melancholic
Do you ever feel too far
I don't see you through the water
Am I deeper then you are
If you're waiting for the right time
Looking for the right one
It's in your head
If you try you can imagine
Living as the ocean and the mountain tops
You can do it darling if you want
I have lived so many Mondays
Wavy roads under my feet
I have started many fires
Tasted ashes, some sour some sweet
