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Climbing trees where seeds are sown I find myself singing all alone Familiar words roll off my tongue I lean back and pretend to sing you another one But I just want you to climb up to me Or maybe just break my fall As my words fall down like leaves Tying up my boots so tight Breath is dancing romancing the cold night sky Watching all my stories unfold Panning out just as my sister had hoped But I just want you to crawl out to me Or maybe just call me home And melt all the snow off my cheeks Driving through the west with friends It's 2AM they begin to rest their heads Feel the wind roll through my hands With Neil and Bob and the smoke rings to be had But I just wanted to drive home to you Or maybe just call my phone As the sun begins to chase my view... From Letras Mania