Elements Combined
Sean Watkins, Jon Foreman
To the girl I told to run away
The ghost I saw a hundred times a day
You weren't like me no you weren't afraid
You are elements combined
Earth, air, fire, wine
Someday you'll be mine
You stuck around, but we didn't fly
Weighed down by all I hid behind my eyes
I only hope that you realize
I'll bury all excuses,
Burn all the reasons why
I can't be everything you want,
And everything you need
We talk a lot but it's always small
Tiny bricks that make a giant wall
I hope these words are a wrecking ball
