Will You Want To Leave

© 2018 Mark Cote

Velvet streams of dreams
and skies that seem so mellow
the air that smells so sweet
and thoughts are made of jello

(chorus) but the sun will never know
                  the depth
                  of an undertow
                  the leaves may never see
                  how far
                  they're taken by the breeze
                  will you stay
                  without seeing tomorrow
                  or will you want to leave
                  will you want to leave

words dance like vines untied
looking for a seamstress
as the days seem to fly by
only without a witness

(chorus)
(instrumental)

seeing ones with the same color eyes
passing through the darkness
it is like a whirlwind ride
that sometimes seems so heartless

(chorus)