A fresh new song the smell of spring somehow without that same old sting my worth now known from inside out something has come of time, no doubt this person owns a special sun attuned to make mine spark with fun a lightness and a darkness too somehow just right for all this blue time to let the old wounds die we'll fucking soar, so say goodbye to everything that broke us down before and after we leave town deserving what our heart’s want most now I'm listening—don’t let go
thought this was about Pia