leaving quietly i don t know what s real i wish i could be a sea of yellow fields i could be a garden to show brand new growth brand new growth i ll clear the path leave you free to move past i know how you can be past i know how you can be past i know how looking for a backward glance i went to the page to rewrite my life i drew each doorway i tried to find i can t see how it could be if things were different you don t need comfort from me it won t make you complete let me be one more piece in what you re weaving i can t change anything but i won t be leaving i was a fragment in your front room protecting you i was important doing my best to connect leave it clear leave it clear i drew each doorway i tried to find 