We’re just so good at it.
I wish we could go and drive all over the country.
Remember that day at my house when.
I just know it babe.
Bullets of fire / This time I can’t shield them
Do two hearts get three chances?
you and I, to the last.
Willing to vanish into a hot summer night.
Longing for summer.
Living in the backyard building up a fantasy.
Shakespeares and sorrows.
All the nights we really laugh.
Watching from the sidelines.
Light of my life, fire of my loins.
Sunday escape, speculate.