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