seasonal depression
Out here we don't hear anything
But the clicking of the rain against the leaves
And the way each other breathes,
But you've got to listen
Make this home, we've never, we never had one.
Out here we turn out all the lights
And sit inside looking out and the bay's still.
She's wearing the night's expression
But you've got to feel it
Make this home, we've never, we never had one.
So stop calling this a vacation
We're just here for two nights.
Count the beats of your heart
And no city streets to break up cars.
We can lie here.
We want no one and no one comes.
Every song plays just for us.
We want no one and no one comes
We got it
But the clicking of the rain against the leaves
And the way each other breathes,
But you've got to listen
Make this home, we've never, we never had one.
Out here we turn out all the lights
And sit inside looking out and the bay's still.
She's wearing the night's expression
But you've got to feel it
Make this home, we've never, we never had one.
So stop calling this a vacation
We're just here for two nights.
Count the beats of your heart
And no city streets to break up cars.
We can lie here.
We want no one and no one comes.
Every song plays just for us.
We want no one and no one comes
We got it