Wooden Stairs

Hold your arms out to me
And I will come eventually
Hoping for some time on the other side
Some things just aren’t meant to be
That’s the line that sets me free
Free of all those maybes burnt inside

If we could sit upon those wooden stairs again
Bury myself in your skin and hair again
Feel myself fall into you again
If we could just sit on those wooden stairs again

Save the place next to you
And I will come back very soon
Once I pick the briars from my eyes

Some things just aren’t meant to be
That’s the line that handcuffs me
And there it sits glowing deep inside

If we could sit upon those wooden stairs again
Bury myself in your skin and hair again
Feel myself fall into you again
If we could just sit on those wooden stairs again

Come and whisper in my ear
On second thought let’s make it clear
Tie me to my mast and sing your song

Some things just aren’t meant to be
But here’s the part that puzzles me
Why we never choose to sing along

If we could sit upon those wooden stairs again
Bury myself in your skin and hair again
Feel myself fall into you again
If we could just sit on those wooden stairs again

Hold your arms out to me
And I will come eventually