Laura Marling

Well I, own this field
And I wrote this sky
And I have no reason, to reason with you
I'd be sad that I never held your hand as you were lowered, but I'd understand that I'd never let it go
I'd be sad that I never held your hand as you were lowered, but I'd understand that the world does what it does
And you never did learn to let the little things go
And you never did learn to let me be
And you never did learn to let little people grow
And you never did learn how to see
But I whisper that I love this man, now and for forever to your soul as it floats out off the window