Kick me down the stairs for being too nice
We both know there's so much love quenched between our fists
Half of my soul's on the road in a car with a girl in a dress.
*Maybe it's time we stopped and we realized like a kite in the wind we are one*
Because I love you, and do you love me?
And you see, it's hard for me to breathe when I get all worked up with these feelings.
the goodbye waves and driveaways they resonate.