Turn down the headlights and look my way.
We`ll tell our parents the best of things no matter how awful they seem.
The sickness of a family.
Trace your eyes, wake and retrieve,
The morning sun can look so mean - the color.
Kiss your head don`t say a thing
We`ll live forever in books darling.
It`s the secrets beneath the leaves I keep with me. I`m falling
up and down.
And I`ll never write the letter, I wish you could read the words
perfectly. (twice)