Us

I'm yearning and I'm craving
I don't know if this is what they call it
I do know that a piece of me refuses
to be my own
It floats, towards you
Pulling me along
I see myself whispering into the air
speaking to the unknown
For a few moments with you
Wishing they would be strung together forever
The suns and the moons
The greys and the wrinkles
The passions and the laughs
They want to be with you

I've been heard before
I could be heard again...