Tekster: Vetiver. No One Word.

so you've come back home
to the usa
and your lips look new
they have things to say that i've never heard
i should be out west
where we've talked by the bay
now your eyes face east
they've seen things that say what i've never heard
no one word
a word like love could explain or contain what i'm feeling
and i won't try to summon the
words to catch the ways to keep when we can't touch
i won't ask for much

just show me how to bring
clarity to bear
down on what i've come
to believe that we would share
to see and to believe
we could make the way
on our silly time
girl it isn't too late
to make that start
to be so bold
now you've come back home
all out of touch
is that asking much
have i asked you much
i won't ask for much