I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss they're perfectly alignedAnd I have to speculate that God himself did make us into corresponding shapes like puzzle pieces from the claytrue, it may seem like a stretchbut its thoughts like this that catch my troubled head when you're away when I am missing you to deathwhen you are out there on the road for several weeks of shows and when you scan the radio I hope this song will guide you homeThey will see us waving from such great heights, "come down now", they'll saybut everything looks perfect from far away,"come down now", but we'll stay...I tried my best to leave this all on your machine but the persistent beat it sounded thin upon listeningand that frankly will not flyyou will hear the shrillest highs and lowest lows with the windows down when this is guiding you homeThey will see us waving from such great heights, "come down now", they'll saybut everything looks perfect from far away"come down now", but we'll stay...