With pillows on our heart to save
From bruises and misfortune and that person we love,
Intoxicated to our toes in magic of our brains,
Holding hands to assure a future where you smile,
Waiting to make promises we will break,
But that didn't matter in the moment
Your eyes spoke to mine,
Afraid of what was coming,
Afraid that we were going to hurt later,
Yet, unafraid for it all didn't really matter,
The day stood still witnessing the sparks,
Flying from our lips as they collide.