Milo - Quilt

Milo, you’re lost in your head

Why won’t you let yourself be?

Milo, you’re lost in your head

Why won’t you let yourself be?

Call me Mr. Morning

But I was just lost ahead

Looking at the past and counting all the things I know

Do you remember?

We were out and walking

Staring at the sun

Lost all of my days

While we were drenched in talking

Speaking about nothing

And nothing spoke to us

While breaking through an open

Space in our days

Hold my hand and read the sky

Giving me signs

Milo, you’re lost in your head

Why won’t you let yourself be?

Call me Mr. Morning

But I was just lost ahead

Looking at the past and counting all the things

I know