I just want you to want me, hold me, love me
The way you did, the way you did the night I fell in love.

Should the sky fall, the sun burst, the oceans wither—
I’ll be here ready to have our final dance together.

Sometimes at night I feel blue, could be the cold, alcohol or lack of you,
But the night you made me red, I had never been so happy to be embarrassed,
Because the butterflies, the heat and the surprise of your love,
Mean more to me than your nights of insomnia, smoke and stropping.

When the heavens fall and you find yourself being pulled down,
When dark clouds cease your air while you gape for survival,
When your cup runs dry and you see the reflection of your broken self,
I’ll be home, home wishing you’d call.

… text, signal, fall into my arms.