Hold me like you did when we photographed the kid and we lazed about in bed all day
A bouquet I never bought, I can still smell it in my thoughts
I can tell you're moving past this all ok
You pulled the covers out from under like a tablecloth
We're wishing fiction, make it happen in the dark with lunar moths
I'm throwing second-guessing parties and you're taking gambling shots
We're slipping toward each other, what a bother, I don't know if you still love me
By the fireside you let my mouth flop open wide telling stories that we all have heard before
Well you should have grabbed my tongue and held it, told me to be mum
I suspect fireflies and crickets told you no
You pulled the covers out from under like a tablecloth
We're wishing fiction, make it happen in the dark with lunar moths
I'm throwing second-guessing parties and you're taking gambling shots
We're slipping toward each other, what a bother, I don't know i still love you