Tell me, was that the first time you felt alive
Like it was for me?
Home alone, it’s just you and I and some DVD’s.
Opened up the window and let the air fill the room.
It was getting late and you asked if you could stay
For the night.
And just like that,
That summer night became more than just a passing time.
I stared into your smokey eyes,
Watched your hand creep up my thigh.
I had to pinch myself just to make sure I was
Awake.

I always forget, is it you or is it me
That doesn’t believe in happy endings?
Then you kissed my cheek, hugged me slow
I’m begging for you not to go.
All I have left of you are those nights in my room.

The tv glowed of gray and blue.
Credits rolling, Sister Act 2.
Luther’s songs playing to tell you everything I was scared to.
Dancing with me to the tune as the room faded to black.
Please don’t get on the plane and leave me.

That summer night became more than just a passing time.
I stared into your rainy eyes.
The world melting with our goodbyes.
I had to pinch myself hoping that I wasn’t
Awake.