What is tomorrow good for,
If not for loving you?
Days pass by me like feathers in the wind,
And still I think of you.
Sand between toes,
Smiles in the snow,
L.A to Lake Minnetonka.
Why are you everywhere I fucking go?
Or is it just because your soul craves my soul.
Or is it just because I built up your ego,
Only to tear it back down again.