What’s a race, who’s gonna win
When you’re chasing yourself up and down the hill
And your tail is something you’ll never catch
But you loved her so you left it on the latch
As she storms and she rages
And a thousand pages
Couldn’t capture the mystery you are
We are all born from a star
That grows the grass and warms the sky
What’s never born can never die 
And midnights just mark the dawn
What’s not there is never gone
Only discovered afresh, anew
I was in school when I met you
One day on the grass
And the feeling pass
But the longing, it leaves
Trails to disbelieve 
And wind up on your sleeve
After you sweetly deceive 
Me with that arc
You made your bed, I lie in the park
Just praying for the sky to rain
Or the feeling to come back again 
With somebody new
You didn’t know I cared about you