[Intro]
[Verse]
He sits low, in a shady grove
Where the trees arc slow, in the shape of you know
Marble stairwells, waterfalls, egrets heads and open arms
Whistling through his pensive teeth, the scene is set to peak
Like how the desert meets the reef
And steals the heart - of the thief
She walks slow, past the reach of home
In a Western World, far from the things she knows
Hanging gardens, patterned walls, the books of Rilke, orchestras
Motioning to the slow refrain, the soul is set to gain
Or swallow it whole
The causal chain - of human loam
[Pre-Chorus]
And as seasons go, it s a lot like this
He reasons for a look, then a glance
To the path, where she passed
From the page of a book, to a perch in the grass
And as meetings go, it s a lot like this
She tiptoes from the path, to the edge of the page
Where she dared - to be asked
What s in a name?
What is your name?
[Chorus]
And if you let me know
I won t be alone, I won t be alone
And if you have the time to talk to
I won t doubt you, doubt in you, doubt in you
And if I let you know
I won t be alone, I won t be alone
And if you, as if you start to fall
I ll be here to catch you
[Bridge 1]
Turning around, he sighs,