I am thinking it's a sign   That the freckles in our eyes are mirror images   And when we kiss they're perfectly aligned      And I have to speculate   That God himself did make   Us into corresponding shapes   Like puzzle pieces from the clay      And true, it may seem like a stretch   But it's thoughts like this that catch   My troubled head when you're away   When I am missing you to death      When you are out there on the road   For several weeks of shows   And when you scan the radio   I hope this song will guide you home      They will see us waving from such great heights   "Come down now", they'll say   But everything looks perfect from far away   Come down now, but we'll stay      I tried my best to leave   This all on your machine   But the persistent beat it sounded thin   Upon listening      And that frankly will not fly   You will hear the shrillest highs   And lowest lows with the windows down   When this is guiding you home      They will see us waving from such great heights   "Come down now", they'll say   But everything looks perfect from far away   Come down now, but we'll stay