I Look for You

Runnin' too fast with my ginger-haired girl-
Stronger and smarter; both new to the world.
Hours of cigarettes, underneath trees-
Sand in her hair, salt water on knees.
I never asked her where we would go-
I just tried to follow the wind that would blow.
It's like she controlled me; bent to her will-
More of the mountain, less of the hill.
It could be that you never cross my mind-
But sometimes I look for you.
She sent me a letter to follow her west-
She talked about warm days and fire sunsets.
So I left New England, 'cause I had to go-
Too young to question; too young to know.
Lost in her hours that turned into days-
She was my minutes, then she went away.
To help with the father that gave up his voice-
One man's decision left her with no choice.
It could be that you never cross my mind-
Unfinished stories that we never got to write-
But sometimes I look for you.
Ohh-
I curse circumstances, 'cause I can't see your face.
Why was I left standing, and your light was erased?
Waited for weeks, but she never returned-
In the back of her notebook, I scribbled some words.
Said I had to go; headed back to L.A.-
Hope that you'll find me; I hope that you're safe.
(That you're safe.)
(That you're safe.)
Maybe she's somewhere, resting alone-
Dreaming like a child that never grew old.
Quiet and patiently looking for keeps-
Locked up with strangers who'd never be free.
It could be that you never cross my mind-
Unfinished stories that we never got to write-
Ooh...maybe some things we were never meant to find-
But sometimes I look for you.