I see your shadow on the street, in my dreams I see you push across the door, and your shoes on the concrete, why are you over there when I need you here? My happiness is slowly creeping back, right now you're in my home, and already it's sinking in, even though we're far away we've opened each other's hearts hearts already, and found that not everyone out there is out to hurt us, not everyone out there is out to stone us.

So I hear the whispers of our silent conversation, quiet but as strong as words of mouth.

If only... last summer, if only we had met then you would've saved me from so much trouble while I was there, so much hassle, if only...