Without a trace.

If I could tell you that I love you,
I would say what's on my mind.
If I could close my eyes and see you,
my bed would never leave my side.
If I could do nothing but just hold you,
a smile would never leave my face.
And if I could I could admit that I adore you,
my past would leave without a trace.

Couldn't find a difference.

Here is where I find myself,
I run through what's on my mind.
Here is where I pass the time,
when nothing else feels right.

The wind it passes, slowly by.
The waves are crashing slow.
The little birds that float on by,
they act like nothing's new.

I contemplate what's wrong and right,
I listen to my heart.
I realize what I need to learn,
and where exactly I should start.

I don't care what is around me,
or the time that's on the clock.
I don't listen to the other sounds,
or care if other people watch.

All I know, is that something's right
when I sit here just like this.
I watch as the water approaches shore
and with that the Earth will kiss.

What I learn right here will change me,
if for better or if for worse.
But like the vows that people hold,
I will hold on tight to this.

The Earth is changing, and so am I.
You will always find trouble where it lies.
But if you look long enough you will soon then see,
you couldn't find a difference if you tried.