So I guess that it's trueTime can heal even the worst of woundsAnd the clichés I knewSeemed so commonplace when I saw youLet's just walk in the darkHop the fence in the parkBaby boy, honeybeeGod, I love the way you look at me
And it's too hard to describe thisIn a way that feels honestBut even when I'm quietI love you, baby, I promiseAnd I hope I never see what your face looks like goingA face I swear that I could spend my whole life knowingHere's to hoping
Pick me up, walk me homeAnd it feels like God threw me a boneSticky sweet, tangerineWould you sit and keep me company?In the dark, I'm not scaredI just reach and you're right thereShooting stars, racing carsEverything I own just feels like ours
It's too hard to describe thisIn a way that feels honestBut even when I'm quietI love you, baby, I promiseAnd I hope I never see what your face looks like goingA face I swear that I could spend my whole life knowingHere's to hoping
I hope I never see what your face looks like goingA face I swear that I could spend my whole life knowingHere's to hoping
It's too hard to describe thisIn a way that feels honestBut even when I'm quiet
I promiseAnd I hope I never see what your face looks like goingA face I swear that I could spend my whole life knowingHere's to hoping