Her smile just means a call from an old friend She's hugging the giraffe from the mall Anymore than the feeling of desperate All her toys on the floor and mother love Written on a paper on the door Just things to buy Always in your heart Road trips, home and evermore Her wish of staying close However in front of my eyes There's the direction The only one The spirit free lead me Dare to be the one In a small town On the fields there're still the wispers of the wind And she like the rain tries to grow by her own I hold my baggage Feelings stay In the room The broken glass All the memories from where we were And a note Please drive them home