I got about $20 in my pocket
We’re bound to think: fuck it
God I know, in this very moment
I want to see you, and not be distant
I’m walking and I stop at the lights,
And wish you were with me, hugging me tight
So I could patiently look into your eyes
While you look into mine
Now I remember I’m just dreaming
Or maybe I’m manifesting us singing
everything doesn’t seem to be much of a bother
your soft palm in my hand, I imagine us like no other
Now I know, that you and I, we understand
That life is too short, and unplanned
We’re young and way too smart
To not know that, we’re nothing but art
There is no secret key,
It’s just you and me
Melting into each other’s souls
And onto those calm, quiet strolls
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