I don't know about you, but I think we're both stuck on this coaster ride. So much I need to tell you, like I fear someone's out to take my life away.
Let us run away until it's clear we've killed our fears and we're feeling safe. I'll find us a cave to call our home and shelter us on winter days and nights.
In my dreams I see it's you and me and some old rusted symphony. You'll wear smiles for armour and my farmers' pants will end above the knee, you'll see.
Guess it's over, around and through. And you.