Not all but most days There's an ache for a place out of sight Not now, but someday I'll live life less removed I'll make time Few sit by the flowers And I stay out of view Some bed weeds between us But I stay stuck on you You want to see me from the other side I know it's right Holding a flame to the sunlight I know it's bright Not all but most days There's an ache for a place out of mind Not now, but someday I'll live life less removed I'll make time You want to see me from the other side I know it's right Holding a flame to the sunlight I know it's bright Of all the places I've gone searching Of all the places I go running There you go Not now but someday I'll live life less removed I'll make time You want to see me from the other side I know it's right Holding a flame to the sunlight I know it's bright