Cabin

In my head, I'm building you a cabin

From sugar maple wood, somewhere in the mountains

Cause I know that's what you'd like

A place to do this right

If things were simple, you'd be still

And you could rest without the guilt

If time could stop, you'd stare ahead, you'd stare

When you're not here, I find you there

You're moving so fast, I feel your rush

So I go there to pick you flowers before you wake up