He wraps my thoughts above his head like a nest So far up that I couldn't reach and take them back I drove past patterns of haystacks They look just the way you told me Just like the photograph
[00:12.40]He wraps my thoughts above his head like a nest [00:23.13]So far up that I couldn't reach and take them back [00:33.99]I drove past patterns of haystacks [00:44.52]They look just the way you told me [00:51.23]Just like the photograph
