Bullseye

I was an arrow and you were a bow
Baby we took a chance to see how far we’d go
I had my eye on the farthest horizon
The pull and the tension only made us fly on the back of the wind
We fell in love on a whim, but tell me where did we end up?
And I’m scrolling through the moments
Trying to find it, where’d we hide it?
There’s a target underneath this mess we made
Oh, it’s a long shot
But I’m taking, I’m taking, I’m taking aim at your heart
I found a photo of you staring into the blue
The Carolina sky, the Appalachian view
You looked into the void
You said «What is the point?
There are no guarantees, it’s just the toss of a coin.»
I said, «The best things maybe, are pointless baby
Like songs or dancing.»
And I’m scrolling through the moments
Trying to find it, where’d we hide it?
There’s a target underneath this mess we made
Oh, it’s a long shot
But I’m taking, I’m taking, I’m taking aim
Oh, it’s a long shot
But I’m taking, I’m taking, I’m taking aim at your heart
Oh, I heard a story
A master of archery
Giving a lesson at the edge of the shore
He pulled back his bow to it’s fullest arc
And with total focus in his mind and heart
He let the arrow free into the middle of the sea
And then he said «bullseye!»
Oh, it’s a long shot
But I’m taking, I’m taking, I’m taking aim
Oh, it’s a long shot
But I’m taking, I’m taking, I’m taking aim at your heart