As we lay here, I look into your eyes
And I picture us in a movie.
Your face is too beautiful, to not stare..
Your white t-shirt and your tan complexion
Just pulls me in.
Lie to me once, tell me you love me.
I'll hold on to those words for a life time.
As you hold me here, I hear your heart beating
And there's no other rhythm more calming.
I'm in love with you.

I live for nights like this,
When nothing matters
Except the rain that parades the ancient metal roof,
Like nature's metronome, and it's begging.
It's begging me to bring out my mildly neglected Gibson
And unroot a pick from atop my dresser.
My fingers can taste rust on the strings,
And I like it.
I live for nights like this,
When I sit in my room and play lofty minor chords
To my audience of no one.
I love the scratchy pain in my throat
After I sing for hours about absolutely nothing.
The stereotypical teenage guitar player,
Not doing their homework, not doing anything
Besides putting their heart into 16 bars.
I live for nights like this.

And am really missing you,
My head hurts sometimes,
When I think only of you,
All this time you are away.
You are my living ethanol,
The only addiction I have.
I neither feel the need,
Of any other addiction,
Nor do I shift the habit,
Towards any other being.
Baby I just talk to you,
In my head and my heart,
Baby I only need you,
In my life and my love.
It's you,
And it's you,
Just you.