you
can
convince
yourself
everything
will be the way
you
thought
when
you
were
10
or
change
your
ways
and
change the standards
watch things get better
and fall in love again
no
grit
or
dirt
rocks
pebbles
grass
stained
knees
is
this
who
you
blow
kisses
to
are
yellow
teeth
turning
your
wheels
or
are
your
wheels
turning
and
you're
afraid
to
take
your
foot
off
of
the
break.
and you could love you,
and blow kisses
the
way
the
sky
blows
kisses
in
twinkles
and
winks
and
wrinkles
and
satellites
missiles
endless,
forever,
doesn't
need
to
seem
like
a
sentence,
it
can
be
a
beginning,
the
future with arms around you
a
promise;
the
past is forgiven.