There is a message in the wind
that spirals me towards the end...

When I came home on that night
No matter what dress she wears...

I'm a candle that's never been lit
yet the wax is dripping down...

I don't think that i've grown too much but
my clothes don't fit...

You can take my inspiration
give it bigger and bolder dreams...

If i were the autumn season
i'd never let your leaves turn brown...

I've had a photo before
right where my face should be...

No one is meant to see what's coming
there are no answers in the end...

I have reached the hill top of my loving
there is no more to climb, no higher peak...

The sand on the beach can hear the waves
but it cannot feel the tide...

The moments you gave me
things that you showed me...

I will let them know this
that they are more beautiful...