YAIL

Never felt so far from home

Out on the back porch counting stars, wondering if you could see them

From a different point of view

Crystal clear September skies or do they look the same to you?

Just the way they always do

'Cause I see vibrant shades of blue

Twist and bend until they blend in to some unfamiliar hue

Paints your portrait on the moon

I swear it's shining just for you my hope that you can see it too

But not the way you always do