(you sound like young love)
I'm losing my voice talking to you about talking to you.
Reading your books and wearing your clothes,
nobody knows that they're not mine.
I guess that just fits with all this living around,
things finally getting sound.
With this place that I've found.
It's the end of the world today,
you drop a bomb on my bad day.
You're the end of the world.
Where would I go and how do I explain your body to the rest of my day.
Clouds are brightening,
because heaven has overflowed.
catching the notes of an eye,
there's nothing like catching your eyes.
If I put my hands to your stomach,
or put my lips to your hand.
There will be ice cream for naked boys swimming in kettles, diving in.
Tornado country beat Allen lumber into mud ponds, sinking in.
my ears are ringing I keep hearing summer setting,
I keep hearing my ears ringing.
I want to live in your house,
I want to live in your room,
I want to sleep in your bed,
this summer (afraid.)
Like fire, you never really know what's there.
Reading your books and wearing your clothes,
nobody knows that they're not mine.
I guess that just fits with all this living around,
things finally getting sound.
With this place that I've found.
It's the end of the world today,
you drop a bomb on my bad day.
You're the end of the world.
Where would I go and how do I explain your body to the rest of my day.
Clouds are brightening,
because heaven has overflowed.
catching the notes of an eye,
there's nothing like catching your eyes.
If I put my hands to your stomach,
or put my lips to your hand.
There will be ice cream for naked boys swimming in kettles, diving in.
Tornado country beat Allen lumber into mud ponds, sinking in.
my ears are ringing I keep hearing summer setting,
I keep hearing my ears ringing.
I want to live in your house,
I want to live in your room,
I want to sleep in your bed,
this summer (afraid.)
Like fire, you never really know what's there.