with yearning for a different life we leave ourselves behind
because the worries of the world way so heavy on our minds
my life has been a dance with the elegant summer air
and the smell of salt that lingered from the beach in my hair
a thousand different faces yet they stand out all so clear
I’d tuck away the places I wished I’d visited each year
if we all wrote down our dreams I wonder if we would remember
the way our eyes lit up when winter gave us the magic of December
before the bills and all the pills that we would have to take
before the smiles on our faces started to feel fake
our very first step, when we carried our own weight
our very first step, when we began to see the light of faith
the friends we’ve made and we’re still making
the advice from other that we had started taking
the brilliance of red and orange on the tree tops in fall
realizing how big we felt even though we were so small
the very first butterflies that fluttered within you
that came with the kiss that had always stuck with you
our memories of those who had left us behind
finding new life beyond the blue skies
with yearning for a different life we left ourselves behind
because the worries of the world were so heavy on our mind