Choose Your Path, I've Chosen Mine

Knowing that one path just leads to another, I love getting lost.
Knowing that love is just an echo, I love falling in love with you all over again.
And again...
And again...

Our Home

I'm going to build you a tree house
with all the sweat equity I've saved 'til now
so that way we can climb, every day
Our garage will be this:
our bikes tied to the tree trunk below
And we'll keep flowers in dichroic glass pots
that we've blown with our very own lips