maybe all we long for is the comfort of knowing
living in suitcases and bags is no way of living
and if he looks in my eyes well
i just don't know how i'll get through this one
immunity only lasts so long
we'll all catch this; we'll all catch on

most of the time when we dance
we close our eyes and touch
the stars are too close
and we feel the rush

so neatly place your mouth on mine
like a bow on a gift
or sprinkles on top