[SmileAndFollow]

Scenic photographs make me think of how ugly this place can be

I’ve got posters of sunsets
Rolled up in the closet
Tucked away for rainy days

They only remind me of what I don’t have
Even though I haven’t looked back there in months
I still think about them everyday
It’s all I can do as I stare off into the horizon

Waiting for your white horse to come riding in
Every day I say my last goodbyes and first hellos
Every day I sit on my doorstep ready to go
Waiting for your white horse to come riding in

At that time we will leave this place
In the dust and debris of our backgrounds
And travel the longest roads we can find
Searching for the places we were meant to be

Until then I’ll keep my posters of sunsets
Rolled up in the closet
Waiting for your white horse to come riding in

[Ordinary Sarah]

Ah, I love it. Good job.