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Searching for words

I won't find

Till they come to me

In due time



I wish you were here, sitting next to me

On this bus, looking out, the window at us

Life wishes to move on, I wish to remain

I wish to live this out, till i see you again



And i don't want to call it quits

I was fine with this setting

For a place to meet you in

Now i'm torn between here and heaven



For all its deep imperfection

This was where we could make it happen

What a place to meet you in

Now i'm torn between here and heaven



The leaves are falling, coming October

But flowers still out there and at your memorial

And living next month seems will be so unreal

When August burning is all that i feel



And i don't want to call it quits

I was fine with this setting

Now this sun is setting in

Now i'm torn between here and heaven



For all its deep imperfection

This was where we could make it happen

What a place to meet you in

Now i'm torn between here and heaven



And i don't want to call it quits

While your dreams are unfinished

And the rest of my loved people

Are waiting where this bus has been rolling



And i don't want to call it quits

I was fine with this setting

For a place to meet you in

Now i'm torn between here and heaven



For all its deep imperfection

This was where we could make it happen

What a place to meet you in

Now i'm torn between here and heaven



Now i'm torn between here and heaven...



There's no way i could understand

The wood burning motion of times hands

Till you had spoken of it to me

Now i'm confused by time again



(Searching for words

I won't find

Till you come to me..)