Linnéa

I talk to you as to a friend, I hope that's what you've come to be..  It feels as though we've made amends, like we found a way eventually.      It was you who picked the pieces up when I was a broken soul, and then glued me back together, returned to me what others stole. 
I don't wanna hurt you,  I don't wanna make you sway like I know I've done before..  I've always been a dreamer, I've had my head among the clouds, well now that I'm coming down, won't you be my solid ground? 

maybe we're back now where it all began..