WAXWING

Glistening
Sideways you glance while you’re listening
Unsure of why you are lingering
Why not soar through the skies

Now you’re leaving
Eyes down with promises trailing
Makes me unsettled
Just take me, on where you wanna go fly

You don’t know, there
Illusions make all these goodbyes
And we couldn’t know why
Child it’s alright

Waxwing
Silky and delicate
Sighing
Bohemian feathers you chase me
Pass me your fruit you’re so kind

You don’t know there
Illusions make all these goodbyes
And we couldn’t know why
And we couldn’t know why
Child it’s alright

I ran wild until this came to me
I ran wild until you sang to me
I ran wild until you dreamed I’d be

Glistening …

You don’t know there
Illusions make all these goobyes
And we couldn’t know why
And we couldn’t know why

Child it’s alright …