Don't ask me how we met,
I'll just say "god's will"
It was 2 pm and you were drunk,
And I had just taken a handful of pills.

The coffee shop was empty besides faces I couldn't see,
When you stumbled a little more closely and melted into me.

I think I ordered something,
But we were tired and left,
You fell asleep in my lap,
While I listened to your breath.

The wind moved slowly and picked up the leaves,
Licking sugar off the spoon of love and full moon eve's.

There was a song on the radio that reminded me of your head,
All the madness running inside it,
Too much madness to ever be dead.

I think we got home okay
because we're on our fifty fourth date,
And I'm making my baby a pie,
To celebrate the time we met and managed not to die.