they say homes where the heart is they say you allways know your place but at the end of the day they never tell you how hard it is to stay when your will and your heart are in a far place when your torn apart every night by their face the cosmos pute you together and distance keeps you away i remember the touch of your hands the small patch of concrete outside your apartment where id sing to you threw a tiny window and youd come to me so i could whisper i love you threw all our favorite bands and there i would cry because i know what 20 days was about to take id have to leave you at the airport miserable and tierd and about to break because life becons and i realize your never a mistake threw the mountains of california we roamed threw the dessert we kissed in cars and dirty motel rooms so tierd from loving each other that sex was just like being stoned i remember how i made love to you covered in paint i undressed you caressed you and took my head to the sky like a man making a scar taking slow breaths as if i was about to feint so im telling you im coming home i dont know how soon but my scars burn for your taste each cigerette fills me each breath a waste untill i can get back off that plaine untill i can kiss your face