We climbed in the back
And I laid in your lap
While your hands ran gently through my hair

Oh I'll never re-feel
How your fingers had healed
And your absence has peeled it all back again

And again I fall
Outside a stranger's walls
Cause it's comfort and warmth at a distance

I wont break them down
Or keep them around
I prefer a more temporary assistance

Sometimes we get cold
With no sight of a flame
We get a little bold
To forget the next day

And again we default
To pouring asphalt
Leaving old streets below to decay

I'm afraid of heights
Actually, I'm afraid of falling
And nobody wants to hit the ground

But riddle me how
You get me so high
And I'm falling so fast
But I'm so grounded with you?

And if I feared nothing making sense
My fear is right in front of my face

And I'll spend this lifetime

Hoping it's you

Even if it isn't

Because I think for me

You Always Will Be

How do you pick the perfect apple on the tree without taking a bite?

At first, it seems impossible.

But when you look into her eyes,

And your heart begins to ache,

And you know you'd part the seas for her,

You've found the only apple worth picking.