take your dirty hands off my mirror

sun shines
summer comes
again
it's been 3 years
and i don't feel a thing
like i should
like i could
take that thought
out of mind
and then we will all be fine
some day
some day
they say
after this
we will be fine
again

when we return
the sun sets
and day is done
like the body
of everyone
like the sun
will someday die
but you and i
and the moon
are never alone
are forever alive

going home
going home
we will know
when we get home