On the way towards your descent 

I could count every flower on the hill

I couldn't drown out your consent

There is nothing left for me to forgive again

And It's cold in your bed 

And those flowers have long been dead

If you wait you can see there's a place where I use to be

You want to make me spin?

You want to hold me?

Counting days till you come in

I haven't lost you 

I've just misplaced you

However be? I could not tell

The window opened no explanation

You're right in the sun

And the dreaming has come undone

If you wait you can see

there's no reason to disagree

You want to make me spin?

You want to hold me?