The Search (feat. Mark Beasley)

Wake at the start of an early dawn

To make me put my dress shoes on

You in your veil and your pale white dress

Still as kids, it all made senseOut in the back where we used to play

It's always been my favorite game

We'd close our eyes and we'd spin around

And seal our lips until we're foundLet's go back to the light of our younger days

Hiding beside the trees

You called me your little honeybee

And you would look after me

Though it's getting cold and we're growing older

Now that we have to leave

I don't wanna play like it's lost and found

But will you always search for meSlow at your hold, never let me go

Pray to god our time ticks slow

Of all parted hearts I've grown to know

Yours will always lead me home