The Blower's Daughter

And so it is,
just like you said it would be.
Life goes easy on me,
most of the time.
And so it is,
the shorter story
no love no glory
no hero in her skies.
I can't take my eyes of you.

And so it is,
just like you said it should be.
We'll both forget the breeze,
most of the time.
And so it is,
the colder water.
The blower's daughter,
the pupil in denial.
i can't take my eyes of you.

Did I say that I loathe you?
Did I say that I want to
leave it all behind?
I can't take my mind of you.
my mind...
'til I find somebody new