Us

Some doors are better left closed I've come to know Some books are nicer on the shelf This, Santander's taught me well And when night is upon me, and I know I'm not strong, it's better to sheild my eyes to move on and on to walk where my feet carry, to let me lie where I've been burried to forget, to rest. But when you pass me all of me bursts, like the sun breaks the sky and I fly, forgiving you a thousand times with love multiplied On my knees, i'd damn myself I'd be your cause, you would have me even though you never did but with the dream that it's me for which you wait It's your birthday today and our arms should fit right and I should love every breath your blue jeans, your perfect heart the words flowing off your tongue, your song Don't you know me? I know you do. Six feet off the ground, eyes down you gesture to know, who we are where my silly heart has crumbled and again I fall, harder still My heart...a bit faster than before But I couldn't say happy birthday for my shame, and this canyon's too deep and I can't ignore that man who'd plunge into it for me to dream an old dream to know your lips cold, a story too old a love too warm to ever be known Alma, I'll see your hometown soon My feet will know your shore and your voice will pour from the proud flag a single star reminds me where you are Always my first love Always my first pain clouding my days for a love so misplaced This door is closed That book collects dust But I will never forget Us.