If I ever find
That calm walk down the street
Man, that kiss upon my cheek
That thing that seems to move me endlessly
Know what I do
I'd come find you
And tell you what I did
And maybe some smile would come upon your lips.
And when to leave?
You're not too full
What happened to my line
There's no line to follow
Too full
No
Too... proud
Pacing unlike anyone I've met before you
Too tall
My father
I've found no reason
There's so much to give
There's no time
And now my child comes
Even when one finds the pattern they move on