| 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 |