There's comfort in this
And joy in that
My lips planted a kiss
That never gave back

So I tried to leave
And tried again
My arms were glued
Tightly to him.

So loosely we clung
To our new found mood
And drank in the day
Which was slightly subdued

Only to find
We could care less
If I am in his arms
And he under mine
There's comfort in this
And joy in that.