Days I Wander Places I've Already Been

you’re leaving

in the misty twirls of the sky

saying no goodbyes

you leave our moments behind

almost romantic, nearly true

i chose not to write about love

so here’s to you

i’m holding on to a sunny blush

would you stay or come back anew

you’re leaving

and you paint my world as you go

our gorgeous ending

timely sweet mystically gold

almost romantic, nearly true

when the moonlight take over the sun

know that i’m here wandering

waiting, yet will you come?