Music, movies and paperbacks
A tender way with words
J. Swift, Crowe and offbeat tracks
The season was in on its third

Compassion, countries and vintage wear
Push forward, stop then rewind
Tofu, travels and hazel hair
I glanced into your open mind

The stars shined a bit brighter
My shoes seemed a bit lighter

So I was hovering high, safe and sound
Without my feet ever leaving the ground
Though sometimes just one has the urge to fly
And sometimes one is only I

Time and distance apart
Became a record of my heart
(This is my debut and you pass in review)

And you may never see me
As much as you used to
And you may not believe me
But you will always have my love

You'll always have my love