I put a message in a bottle
 And threw it at outer space
 It landed in a crowded place
 About an hour late
 I hope you read it, I wrote it to show you how to chase
 The clouds away and bring an April shower to your flower vase
 Cause nowadays it's only sour grapes in chardonnay
 Life is the back yard and love is the garden maze
 It's hard to say that if time [bad word] between us
 That we could have been something different
 That you could have [bad word] my Venus
 We were only children the day that I made that incision
 And left that heart shaped grenade inside with a pin missing
 You wanted a wishing well that wasn't afraid of counterfeit
 And I thought that I finally found a kiss
 That can't exist in a town like this
 We wanted to bound our wrists to something secure
 Something [bad word] 
 Something with substance
 Something mature
 But something shouldn't be short of perfect
 For the world to call it brilliant
 And I'm sure that we would have found it, love
 But we were only children then

 Her name was innocence
 Her name was burgundy
 Her name was amethyst
 Her name was urgency
 Her name was indigo
 Her name was clarity
 Her name was whispered
 Where the angels wouldn't dare to speak
 Her name was honesty
 Her name was summer rain
 Her name was chamomile
 Her name was hunger pangs
 Her name was ivory
 Her name was fulfillment
 Her name was music
 But we were only children then...

 And now,
 I walk in rainstorms, waiting for hale stones
 Looking for goosebumps that translate to braille poems
 I was thinking of you
 Treading the trail home
 Dealing with the weight of the world
 Wearing on frail bones
 Disjointed and withdrawn
 Patiently pacing the piece of the planet
 That my parents lived on
 Cause lately, I'm lost
 And I've been looking to get this heart centered
 On something besides [bad word] I find
 In a pen and a pad and a bartender
 You've been the injury
 I've hidden from these symphonies
 That lingers in my inkwell
 When I wonder what you think of me
 I wanted to wage a war
 That I wasn't aware that I could win
 But that was then
 I've been in a battle with nobody but my self since
 So, whenever the wedding bells are ringing
 Is when the phone won't be
 And we'll know that we're getting closer to the moment
 You won't know me
 When I was only that regret
 And you were only that one in a million
 Limited opportunity