hey there, baby, have got a light? im not smoking, but im afraid i might have fallen down a dark carpal tunnel and landed in your kiss and in the water from your brown eyes, i swam away from a quarter life crisis
you told me horror stories in room 426 of wooden boys falling for girls made of matchsticks i shoulda strapped you to me with padlocks and glue so i could spend the rest of my wearing nothing but socks and you
we got a lot of maybes to muddle through but my emotional rabies are fixed on crashing through to you though governments and distance stand between us, well fine cuz im gonna tear this world apart, baby, until youre mine
never knew much about magic, but i think i finally found a teacher never to find my soul, but i got lost along the way never lived with you, but i know i live without you never know if ever ill see you again, so i hold tight and pray
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youll be an ill be your hands well go the farthest from our lives can ill swim the ocean, whisk you away til were in denmark, youll hear me say: