Last night we slept with our fingers intertwined | |
I’m in love in a city that will never be mine | |
All our moves are impetuous | |
But your spell was cast before we were us | |
In the moment I’m head-over-heels with this | |
And I promise I won’t mind missing it | |
And I could hurry back, or try to stay | |
Or I could trust nothing good ever gets away | |
We walk on a warm night down your block | |
Always with arms or eyes or lips locked | |
We are the worst at hello and goodbye | |
That heavy feeling -- tomorrow I fly | |
And how can we sentimentalize | |
The wind whips the tears out of our eyes |
Last night we slept with our fingers intertwined | |
I' m in love in a city that will never be mine | |
All our moves are impetuous | |
But your spell was cast before we were us | |
In the moment I' m headoverheels with this | |
And I promise I won' t mind missing it | |
And I could hurry back, or try to stay | |
Or I could trust nothing good ever gets away | |
We walk on a warm night down your block | |
Always with arms or eyes or lips locked | |
We are the worst at hello and goodbye | |
That heavy feeling tomorrow I fly | |
And how can we sentimentalize | |
The wind whips the tears out of our eyes |
Last night we slept with our fingers intertwined | |
I' m in love in a city that will never be mine | |
All our moves are impetuous | |
But your spell was cast before we were us | |
In the moment I' m headoverheels with this | |
And I promise I won' t mind missing it | |
And I could hurry back, or try to stay | |
Or I could trust nothing good ever gets away | |
We walk on a warm night down your block | |
Always with arms or eyes or lips locked | |
We are the worst at hello and goodbye | |
That heavy feeling tomorrow I fly | |
And how can we sentimentalize | |
The wind whips the tears out of our eyes |