Her freckles shined on her face
Just as stars could be seen on daylight
The magic of the instance was lost
Because you insisted in the past
Of worries, of troubles
Of worries and the troubles that we had
And we both flew in through the smoke
I think there's a higher place we can get to
Thought I had you, but I don't really do
There must be something more than this
And I plead
Her freckles float on her face
Just as lotus flowers in the lake
The magic was not in the general
But rather on the details of living
Of giving, of trying and not receiving
And we both flew in like smoke
The smoke
I think there's a higher place we can get to
Thought I had you, but I don't really do
There must be something more than this
And I plead
Her freckles guide me in my dreams
Her freckles haunt me in my sleep
I think there's a higher place we can get to
Thought I had you, but I don't really do
There must be something more than this