Chasing Paper lyrics

The wind blew steady over fields o' willows He flew with it, heading to the East Oh, his scent still lingered on her pillow She was left to clean after the feast As he caught the morning boat The wind picked up a little note Upon which he drew and wrote Some symbol of affection Just as that old wind had claimed Her kind gesture of the same Feeling that could not be named Some personal projection Think of poor Odysseus returning After all those lonely nights at sea In his mind, a vision of her burning As she waited for him patiently Suiters lined the palace halls Wine that stained his bedroom walls Made the hero feel so small Upon his arrival Had he suffered far too long? Had he heard the Siren's Song? Was the killing truly wrong Or for his survival? Thinking that her memory was drawing Wondering if he had been forgot All of this is kind of funny sounding But it wasn't much more than a thought Never waste your precious time Chasing paper valentines Say whatever's on your mind Before you write it down Never sail a ship alone Never argue on the phone You can only hear a moan Listen for the sound Wind blew steady over fields of willows He flew with it, heading to the East Oh, his scent still lingered on her pillow She was left to clean after the feast