Clean Air

wander out
above the clouds
she wanted clean air
i only wanted to be clear with her

i can no longer stand at the gates of your love
i can no longer ask this of you
can't deny your point of view

two trees
one bearing fruit, one shedding leaves
and we get so caught up
in the metaphor the plot is lost

don't think i forgot
about all the lines you draw, then beg me to cross
(that you beg me to cross)
and i can't keep holding on

i can no longer stand at the gates of your love
i can no longer ask this of you
still you stand by my side
open hand and open mind

i can no longer take what i used to
can't deny your point of view
i wouldn't take that from you
i couldn't take that from you
no no no no
i wouldn't take that from you