We can build a tree house
In the pine trees
We can keep our secrets
Buried underneath.
Wild flowers crushed
Between your fingers.
Clinging to the wild things
Are raved eyes.
Compass points you home,
Calling out from the east.
Compass points you anywhere
Closer to me.
If we make it out alive from the depths of the sea
Compass points you anywhere
Closer to me.
Where you are, I will be
Miles high, in the deep;
Where you are, I will be
Anywhere,
In between.
Take me to the garden of your ecstasy;
Make myself a headband
From your fallen leaves
Woven in the fabric of your tapestry.
Cover me
In honeysuckle memories.
Compass points you home,
Calling out from the east.
Compass points you anywhere
Closer to me.
If we make it out alive from the depths of the sea
Compass points you anywhere
Closer to me.
Where you are, I will be
Miles high, in the deep;
Where you are, I will be
Anywhere,
In between.
I will take the pieces,
Put them back together
Even when the grass
Isn't green enough.
Taking all the branches,
Build ourselves a mansion.
Love you in the way
That you need the love.
Where you are, I will be,
Where you are, I will be:
Miles high, in the deep;
Where you are, I will be
Anywhere,
In between…