And in the past I know that we've ended on a sour tone
I dreamt that we packed the car and ended up in Yellowstone

And I, I want to see the flora dress under the willow tree
And time, and time will tell all of what you need to know from me

Safe's the kind of word that makes a love grow old and die
I knelt, I wept, the grass was burnt caramel, and your well went dry
And we should lose our way before we lose our minds
Lose our minds

And I, I want to see your flora dress under the willow tree
And time, and time will tell all of what you need to know from me

How was I saved [?]
Meet me where the map ends
I want you in my forest
I know I like a painting
It's what you're scared to know from me
I want you in my forest
I know I like a painting
It's what you're scared to know from me
I want you in my forest
I know I like a painting
It's what you're scared to know from me
I want you in my forest
I know I like a painting
It's what you're scared to know from me