The way the moon the sings when dusk turns into evening
The way the tide moves when it will rise and fall to meet me
The way that blue looks, the way we try to pin it down
The way the stars seem to always turn us inside out
And I wonder how any of these things
Led up to me
The way the sky bleeds when water becomes too much to bear
The way that night seems to always touch us where we scar
The way mountains kneel at the oceans feet
The way that I know without a doubt that you love me
And I wonder how any of these things
Led up to me
I wonder how any of these things
Could be
And I wonder how among all of these things
I am me
