Envelope

If you ever feel like, your walk is never dying, the drive is really high, longest everytime, you deserve, to return and call for love, if you need me home, if you feel ever alone, I wont let you strive, and never let you stay still Not every letter, has happy proses and reddest roses, but I will try to, You're self-adorned but rough are roads, you'll need me home, I'll leave the note, in the parchment envelope near the gnomes