I belong with your arms wrapped around my neck
Your lips glistening in the light of some headlights passing by
Hold the thought, i hold the thought
Walking back towards your house
Raindrops bouncing off the leaves
Down to our September kiss
Flying over bus stops and playgrounds
I’m here soaked right to the core
We’ll stay here forever
I’m safe with you
If all the words I ever wrote on the back of envelopes
I could fold to paper planes
I would fly them through your veins
Helicopters overhead are wide awake at 3am
Now the ink runs to your heart and you know just how I feel
It’s gonna be it
