with downcast eyes and a sad little smile, i turn away

and one day, when this is all over... maybe we could go back to that place where we love. you know, the place where it all started from. and wed, i dunno, sit around and talk about everything that has happened. all of us would be at this little table and over tea or something, wed genuinely be right at home again.

yeah. id like that. because right now im willfully stepping back from everything but still smiling my little over the shoulder smile at all of you. wishing things could be different. after all... its the fitting, yet most improper, thing to do.

Joshua Radin's What If You

but when the sun hits your eyes through your window
there'll be nothing you can do

what if you could hear this song
what if i felt like i belong
i might not be leaving
oh so soon