When I’m upset, And I need to clear my head, I usually go for a walk, To try and cool my nerves. No matter the weather, I walk for a while. I take in the sights, And I try to think.
As I’m walking, slowly, I try to answer my own questions, Swirling around and around in my head, Until you can no longer see them. Then I see smoke rising from a chimney, From a quaint little house,
With a birdbath, and a trellis with old vines.
It makes me think of you. And I can only say to myself... I hope you’re warm, unlike me, I hope your heart feels whole, And that those dimples I love so much are showing on your cheeks.
Cause when I walk through these empty streets, Missing the fire in your heart, That keeps me so warm, I want nothing more than for you to be happy.