I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles
in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned
and I have to speculate that God himself
did make us into corresponding shapes like
puzzle pieces from the clay
true, it may seem like a stretch, but
its thoughts like this that catch my troubled
head when you're away when I am missing you to death
when you are out there on the road for
several weeks of shows and when you scan
the radio, I hope this song will guide you home

they will see us waving from such great heights,
"come down now," they'll say
but everything looks perfect from far away,
"come down now," but we'll stay...