he's not coming back. the wind will blow faster, the rain's coming down harder... but he won't fly back. the heat will hit its highest peek, the struggles will become something else and the flowers will bloom stronger, but you know that he's not coming back. the ride's getting crazier, the love is burning deeper and the water doesn't look as clear as it did before, and it's okay now, cause you know that he won't be back but he'll soon take care of you, whenever he is.
