Joe Moralez the divide

You belong next to me
Where our shadows blend peacefully
I don’t know where you’ve been
Out of reach little bird in the wind you’re gone
Turn the page it’s time to go
Out of ink my words too slow
Paper planes fly way too low for you to read
If these walls had a voice
They would sing songs about the choice you’ve made
The earth would shake from the divide
Broken heart winter storm inside of me
Turn the page it’s time to go
Out of ink my words too slow
Paper planes fly way too low for you to read
I’ll close my eyes and dream it never ends
Asleep in the moonlight your hand in mine again
I wake in the morning i can’t get out of bed
Love as it goes a word that you once said
Turn the page it’s time to go
Out of ink my words too slow
(my words too slow)
Paper planes fly way too low for you to read
I don’t know where you’ve been
You’ve flown away in the wind