Tangle In This Trampled Wheat

Been so many days of longing now
Why should it ever be this far?
Where I get frightened?
I could never gather birds enough to carry 'round your heart
But I see traces of your thoughts out here
I see a sight, I hear a sound
I only comfort in the brittleness of days when I can hold what I just found

In the young, tight eyes of the laughing child
And the dirtiest sweater he owns
Early, sun-worn pine
And all those life-like sins
That will pull out the memories to show
I'm not leavin' alone
I'm not leavin' alone

If just that weather-beaten plane was here
Haven't seen it since I came
Can only wonder if it's near or in the skies
But this damn city sounds the same

And sometimes I'm just a tangle in this trampled wheat
I circle like a losing dog
If just tonight that I could be where you are near
And just forget where I am lost

In the young, tight eyes of the laughing child
And the dirtiest sweater he owns
Early, sun-worn pine
And all those life-like sins
That will pull out the memories to show
I'm not leavin' alone
I'm not leavin' alone