Make way for the Heavens are coming back one day
I saved an extra spot on the school bus for you
Strip me of my skin to find the pieces you actually want
They exist somewhere under all the sorrow in my marrow
I will thank midnight for your feet come morning
How monumentally beautiful it is for you to be fond of my smile
Mustering up just enough courage to mention my hair
This feels like yesterday, almost as if me and God had been here already
Each time the smoke kisses your lips I recognize something new about you
I'm not sure if it's the music or the smell of you next to me but it's rather sensational
Nov 3, 2015
Nov 3, 2015 at 9:11 AM UTC
Make way for the Heavens are coming back one day
I saved an extra spot on the school bus for you
Strip me of my skin to find the pieces you actually want
They exist somewhere under all the sorrow in my marrow
I will thank midnight for your feet come morning
How monumentally beautiful it is for you to be fond of my smile
Mustering up just enough courage to mention my hair
This feels like yesterday, almost as if me and God had been here already
Each time the smoke kisses your lips I recognize something new about you
I'm not sure if it's the music or the smell of you next to me but it's rather sensational
