Love, Planes and Dreams
We couldn’t find our way
So intention became consequence
We set each other free
And waved goodbye to everything
Now you’ve come back
With your lonely heart in your hand
We said hello again
But my memory of you
What is it that you love?
Is it me or my company?
Could you love just anyone
Or do you love only me?
I like to watch planes fly overhead
Just like I like to look at you
But when I’m on board it it's bumpy
Just like love when you say I do
It’s a funny thing to think about
People trying over and over again
It’s as if they have no memory
But nothing burns like an old flame
We had a dream once
But they write books about dreams
There are so many holes to fill
Someone else has to tell you what it means
I could love you every night
But we always seem to forget
We both know how good it feels
But we’d rather paint our next regret
I always felt like I was sleeping out in the rain
You would walk by and only see my faults
But it’s not my fault that you can’t love me
Maybe one day we’ll start acting like adults
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