I think too much about life and of us that I should be locked up
Mostly of road trips, you leaving me breathless and becoming restless at night
I'm so bad with words
Not to mention my memory
But if you'll believe in me
We'll go places you won't believe together.
This winters been warm with you in my arms reading poetry to help me sleep
And I teach you about physics and biochemistry
Somehow that stills turns you on
I pinched my cheeks to make sure that I wasn't dreaming
Your eyes were still staring at me
Pulling me relentlessly into forever