If I told you that I was thinking of moving east,
would you save a place for me?
I’ll come home cause it’s worse that I expected.
A place in my heart for my home to the west
where we’ll watch the same sunsets,
and when I doubt…
I’ll look east and lock my heart in a brass box
to newfound mass.
I’m breaking off but this is my home.
I’d do anything for you,
give you the world if I could.
Is that what you want me to do?
These bridges and boundaries are bringing me closer to you.