I write like I'm thirty seven 

not seventeen, like I know that these dreams 

are what happens in your mind too 

like we connect like can string can 

like like is more than like and we like that we know that 

You are mine know that – your mind is like Cerebro to my skull 

Leaving you is null – voided check – I direct-ly deposit my feelings 

and you bank on it – these rivers tell many tales 

but I will never lie to you – I put my life on the line 

and these lines be the fine wine you view 

who can get my attention – less than a few 

but you make the cut without even running a drill 

my heart jumps and my words spill 

the blood pumps and your curves chill 

I keep it straight – you not a chaser – still never left you behind 

seek and you'll find my fingerprints on tinted windows 

In shadows and mirrors after you've walked off 

Inside the park home run you are 

I run through forests and distances that are far 

scars remain but that indicates that you are near 

 

here.