portrait 19

Singer:paper kites, the

oh what tidings acted heal

melancholy cant hurt here

i wont give you any tears

your own one day your own muse

clarity in spoken truth

give me nothing give me you

i hate to see you go

i hate to see you go

oh could i let you go

should not

friend of mine

direction of a different kite

whether with me whether somewhere new

know that i'll be seeing you

i'll be seeing you

i'll be seeing you

i'll be seeing you

you are there