Said she wanted to catch the next flight home. I think I get the feeling, just a little, the bits of it. I dunno, maybe just maybe.
Less than infinity, the numbers going around every single day
What holds in their hearts
What holds in mine
Happy tunes cheers one up
Sad songs digs in deeper
Little by little, a little, a little
Consumed in blue
Having a yearn to reach the depths of what is held
To hear the gentle waves crashing against your heart
Though we are standing at different roads
My thoughts are headed towards you
Sadly it speaks more to me than it reaches you
Sadly you did not listened hard enough
Love in the ice never fails in touching one's heart
