I love you in the morning
When the blood runs to your cheeks
Babe, you are the first thing and the last thing that I'd see
I was just a boy striking matches upon your heart
I couldn't get no sparksAsk me to go faster, put my foot down to the floor
Standing at the edge, I feel like I've been here before
I loved you in the darkness and I
loved you in fluorescent light
If it don't feel right, babe
You can run and hide, babe
Like a bird you can take flight
If I've been holding on too tight
If I've been holding on
Mmm, oooh
Oooh, oooh, ooooh
Your mother always told us we should go out to the dance
You can't get struck by lightning
If your not standing in the rain
Take it as the truth
Or you can take it with a grain of salt
If it don't work outYou were in the shower
We were talking through the glass
Packing up your suitcase,
You were humming to yourself
One day you were smiling
I could tell by how you sounded on the phone
You said "I'm coming home, babe"
I'm thinking 'bout coming home, babe
I'm thinking 'bout coming home, babe
I'm thinking 'bout coming home, babe
I'm thinking 'bout coming home
I'm thinking'bout coming home
I'm thinking 'bout coming home
