It's time to come home

I get lost in my mind’s eye

I am walking on eggshells with myself

I am entranced by your love

your thirst to be alive

I am in love with the way you don’t mind the wind

you get lost in the gusts that carry you to crystal mountains

and empires of long ago worship the ground you kiss

softly, gently like the way the waves kiss the shore on a calm day

once again the wind controls the tides

decides how today will go

rough or calm, I will always be waiting for you

to rock me back and forth