4am before I rest my eyes
Blue light angel on the northern side
Haven’t seen her since we fell out of time
She works weekends, I do 9-5
Oh, sweetheart, you’re slipping through my hands
I wanna see you, I know it’s a lot to ask
I think I need you more than I need to
Baby in the summer I had plans
I could go there every single night
Between the houses where the buildings look so tired
Is this garden so much more than what we started?
Sometimes I lay there
I just want what we started
Oh, sweetheart, you’re slipping through my hands
I wanna see you, I know it’s a lot to ask
I think I need you more than I need to
Baby in the summer I had plans
Oh, sweetheart, you’re slipping through my hands
I wanna see you, I know it’s a lot to ask
I think I need you more than I need to
Baby in the summer I had plans
