Her smile just means a call from an old friend
She's hugging the giraffe from the mall
Anymore than the feeling of desperate
All her toys on the floor and mother love
Written on a paper on the door
Just things to buy
Always in your heart
Road trips, home and evermore
Her wish of staying close
However in front of my eyes

There's the direction
The only one
The spirit free lead me
Dare to be the one
In a small town
On the fields there're still the wispers of the wind
And she like the rain tries to grow by her own

I hold my baggage
Feelings stay
In the room
The broken glass
All the memories from where we were
And a note
Please drive them home