I can see the world from here
High above the hills
Fly to catch your falling tears
Fly to your windowsill
Sigh with a gorgeous blue
Breathe like it's the last thing you'll do
But cry so I will fly to you
Fly when the day is through

I know what I have to do
But I promise I'll be home soon
And it's true that when I can
I'll Fly to you

Swim beneath the waterline
Plunge into the soil
I dig myself a place to lie
Build me a box of wood and foil
But you take the ribbons off
And scramble up my bones
Then tie me up in bows again
So no one ever knows
But us

I know what I have to do
But I promise I'll be home soon
And it's true that when I can
I'll fly to you

I can see the world from here...

I know what I have to do
But I promise I'll be home soon
And it's true that when I can
I'll fly to you

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Writer(s): BENJAMIN WARD MORTON, KENNY GREENBERG, MATTHEW CHARLES ROLLINGS