Chasing After Deer

Yes I'm sorry that I missed you I'm sorry that I missed you When there's no-one there to greet you I'm sorry that I missed you You're always chasing after deer Oh my dear, oh my dear And through the meadow I can hear My fears, oh my fears For myself I must remind That the woods are usually kind And the sea is not mine And when you're all alone And chasing after deer Don't be upset if it's scared And you can't reach it I know that you are fast But it's much faster And after a while you can't keep up So you start to lag behind But it doesn't know That you've resigned So off a cliff It falls to the sea And you are sad But the sea is not mine The sea is not mine, the sea is not mine The sea is not mine, the sea is not mine --- Chasing After Deer - Midlake