Such Great Heights - The Postal Service.

I am thinking it's a sign
that the freckles in our eyes
are mirror images,
and when we kiss,
they're perfectly aligned.
And I have to speculate,
that God himself did make
us into corresponding shapes,
like puzzle pieces from a play.
And true, it may seem like a stretch,
but it's thoughts like this that catch
my troubled head when you're away
when I am missing you today.
When you are out there on the road,
for several weeks of shows,
and when you scan the radio,
I hope this song will guide you home.

They won't see us waiting
from such great heights,
come down now, we'll say.
But everything looks perfect
from far away,
come down now, but we'll stay.

I tried my best to leave
this all on your machine,
but the persistent beat, it
sounded thin upon listening.
Now that frankly will not fly,
you will hear the shrillest highs
and lowest lows
with the windows down,
when this is guiding you home.


They won't see us waiting
from such great heights,
come down now, we'll say.
But everything looks perfect
from far away,
come down now, but we'll stay.






I do not own this song.