A scrapbook on my lap A soft head on my shoulder Behind loose plastic pages Are some fading photographs Peculiar fashion styles In the corner theres a baby Behind the infant smile Is a heart I recognize What was I doing then? Learning to take some steps Then walking through adolescence Some thousand miles away And up in heaven God called a meeting And in the space that was next to mine He chose to write your name I never understood our weather here Or how together, life and death must dance But Ill forever be most baffled by the Subtle glances, from who I landed What are the chances? Theres the place Where the story about us started And took the stage Its been so many days And now the bricks are starting to crack Feels a little weird looking back Cause some things have changed, some things have died But somehow youve stayed the same all this time I never understood our weather here Or how together, life and death must dance But Ill forever be most baffled by the Subtle glances, from who I landed What are the chances? Some will say that it goes away I will run and chase it down Through that rolling thunder and rain I will risk my sails and all this boat to be in that storm Either way, Im gonna stay Either way, Im gonna stay Though the waves will try to pull me away Either way, Im gonna stay
baffled, either, subtle, landed, understood