I'm getting drunk once again, singing to the trees.
I'm laughing in the starlight with your letters in the leaves.
I'd say almost anything, or tell some kind of truth
To be wild again and hungry and trust you.
Kissing in the car again (where we could just be)
Kissing in the car again (where we could just...)
You drink too much love, you wear too much black.
You're looking up for true North as you lie on your back.
Well, you can take your lovely sermon and preach it far away
where you'll keep your hands to yourself when you pray.
Kissing in the car again (where we could just be)
Kissing in the car again (where we could just...)
I don't know what's the matter with the way I feel tonight
I don't know, but the stars are a canopy over me.
God help me, I've been bitter.
I hold the conversation from both sides.
I kneel at the altar of untimely forgiveness
where breathing the promise-laden air
is as easy as lying.
Kissing in the car (where we could just be)
Kissing in the car again (where we could just...)
I don't know what's the matter with the way this feels tonight
I don't know, but the stars are a canopy over me. |