A Softer Skin

If I could go
where the cold and lonely wind blows
and take your fearless eyes with me
like a lantern
to guide me through the valleys
of your worried dreams
the ones I used to break
and if you were to see
all the colors glowing in the shadows of you and me
another sunny sky…
and every harvest
that feeds the little lies
inside the promises we made
the ones we used to break
I’d love you, there’s nothing else that I would rather do
I want you and all of your defeats just to get a softer skin