But in my mind we’re somewhere in my car, and it’s raining hard on the streetlight glow.
You got your lips on mine, it’s gasoline on fire
I never will forget, you grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head
Fingertips slide up and down my back, breathin hard steamin up the glass, I’d give anything if I could bring it back <3
Can I call you? I miss the sound of your voice.