Astair

Astair your glare is killing me Astair in skies of blue The signs you wear are making me So confused But the mountains and the trees Are they just what you need Or are they less than what You'd expect to see And if you're leaving well come Give me reason why I let you down Before you turn around now now Before you turn around Astair you're there and I'm still here I swear I'm so confused The signs you wear are making me