Through the pines
The golden tree tops are so divine
I think I'll be here for a while
I'm trying to find myself within this world but it's so cold
It's hard to see just what you had until it's long and gone
Much too long
When I stare at the starry skies I wonder why
This is all we have, and only if we could go up there
And look at us from up above, I'd see you
I'm trying to find myself in this world but I just don't fit
I'm a puzzle piece that can't complete the art that you can make
It's a shame