Every time through the broken paint Took awhile to mask it over The color you chose Days would go by, heard a silent song Saw your smile, your voice faded It was just a mirage And as a fallen tree The outline that you leave You said You'll come back And when the space between Vanishes, we're home You left it behind I see it everyday In the miles, that I try to walk This keeps slowing me down The longing I feel, nothing can replace The words, that were spoken They still hang in the air With each rising degree It gets harder to breathe This time you'll stay The bricks are coming down The sounds that always drown Your choice, is yours And as a fallen tree The outline that you leave You said You'll come back And when the space between Vanishes, we're home