you clamoured for that difference a way of just being your own you said a day without me listening
and knowing that as you are speaking you're wishing that you were flying above the place above the place that I would pin you down down to your butterfly attitude.
but what about all we've said what about all we've done what about where it all was going what about all I thought I knew
your heart is just a slave your heart runs away that is what you said
So many ways of going that I will never know so many ways of going that is what I said
and so searching for new meaning we never even heard our own words and you went your own sweet way your love has no limit
you are looking for a mystery some mysterious fixture to compel you from the ways of going