Turned my eyes and was blinded by the sun.
Set my mind and broke into a run.
Like the poems we scribbled in the sand,
All our words wash right through our hands.
Listening for familiar sounds,
Pressing both our ears to the ground
Trying to pinpoint if we're lost and found.
Dropped a ring, shining in the snow.
Caught my eye and wouldn't let me go.
All the seeds we hurled at the moon,
Wondering if we'd be harvesting them soon.
Tumbling to some place we're bound,
Loved or hurt, disgraced or crowned,
Balanced now between lost and found.
Turned my eyes and was blinded by the sun.
Set my mind and broke into a run.
Like the poems we scribbled in the sand,
All our words wash right through our hands.
Listening for familiar sounds,
Pressing both our ears to the ground
Will our hearts be lost and found?