You would never stay in one place You seem to always have a purpose A destination to be at The disappearing act is your signature exit Others may say because of your name and what you do You would sneak out with my heart Breeze past me before I even realize it was gone But they didn't know that I would have taken bullets for you When you came home with signs of Life's tears, I could mend them back People usually come to me only when they need me to put things together but babe for you, I wouldn't mind anytime If you would allow me a hollow space, I would fit into it with no problems and make it feel like home there so you can always have home Because they didn't know that while you came back worn and stained, while you show them off like medals for overcoming the obstacles, you never did it for the destination you did it for the journey. And journeys can get lonely Journeys can cause friction to the sole But I got that cool touch