i dont know how to live in a moment
i am always somwhere else
picking daisies out of a field
running through crowded city streets

i am never here

i am always there
with him
always with him
and he is always laughing

he is always holding my pinkie finger
and kissing my shoulder
he is always calling me, "baby"
he is always there

that is why i am there
that's where he is

and where he is
is not here