Poem: Destination Beautiful
Im a long way from anything amazing.
21 miles to be exact.
No time for calculations,
Im in a hurry.
So how about we pack up our
Necessities and you
Can
Run
Away with me.
Doesnt matter where we go as long
as
we're
Both there.
We can take our worries and insecurities and
throw
them
out the window.
Watch them trail and fade behind us
On that one way road to
destination
beautiful.
Trust me.
Destination beautiful right here in the front seat
Sunkissed shoulders and
You right next to me with your
back
to
the
Window and your smiling so big and we
wish
that,
This was all so true.
That silhouetted outline of you in the window
Just
Shy
Just shy of perfect but so
Perfect
for
me.
Fall asleep and sleep to dream,
That the pillow you rest your head on everynight
Is that space between my ribs
and my hips.
Destination
Beautiful.
It could be the best ,
or we could make it
the
worst...
So make the best of this distance with me
and
Maybe
Just maybe, that distance will fade
Just for
us.
Destination beautiful fades as our eyelids
open
to
find,
That we're in the same bed we crawled into
And we're 21 LONG miles from eachother
So lets
Hit the road now,
Before they catch us in the act,
well..
Thats all part of the rush I guess.
Running.
So baby,
Can we run away tonight?
Please?
Okay.
21 miles to be exact.
No time for calculations,
Im in a hurry.
So how about we pack up our
Necessities and you
Can
Run
Away with me.
Doesnt matter where we go as long
as
we're
Both there.
We can take our worries and insecurities and
throw
them
out the window.
Watch them trail and fade behind us
On that one way road to
destination
beautiful.
Trust me.
Destination beautiful right here in the front seat
Sunkissed shoulders and
You right next to me with your
back
to
the
Window and your smiling so big and we
wish
that,
This was all so true.
That silhouetted outline of you in the window
Just
Shy
Just shy of perfect but so
Perfect
for
me.
Fall asleep and sleep to dream,
That the pillow you rest your head on everynight
Is that space between my ribs
and my hips.
Destination
Beautiful.
It could be the best ,
or we could make it
the
worst...
So make the best of this distance with me
and
Maybe
Just maybe, that distance will fade
Just for
us.
Destination beautiful fades as our eyelids
open
to
find,
That we're in the same bed we crawled into
And we're 21 LONG miles from eachother
So lets
Hit the road now,
Before they catch us in the act,
well..
Thats all part of the rush I guess.
Running.
So baby,
Can we run away tonight?
Please?
Okay.
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