Joneve McCormick - City Mists lyrics

Colors are deep when the air is newly rinsed and light stands forth as though sent by a secret source I think of you then, your gentle hands, your laughter, and wonder where you are, whether you'll return. Masks you wore seem misty veils inviting me to search. I hid from you in the glare of that light, not wanting you to know how much older I am than you, inside. Perhaps you found me out.