When the streetlights come on,
the pooling light is leveed aside
And pressed in twilight against our two rooms.
I'll see you tonight.
The pavement is aching, cicadas are crying,
the wine-colored air breathing thoughts through your hair,
breezing to me, leading me there...
I come alive as the shadows parade.
My hot summer blood comes in floods and in waves.
Curbside confessions, no longer afraid of what you'll say.
And I find you, twilit beyond all the cars.
In driveways they sleep, but streetlights will keep watch over me.
They flickers like stars.
And now the secrets carefully kept inside run the streets red,
Our chemicals spread, washing us through, making you mine...
I come alive as the shadows parade.
My hot summer blood comes in floods and in waves.
Curbside confessions, no longer afraid of what you'll say.
Now there are no words, only the glow in our wires.
And so we will be, you turn slow to me...
Our lips set the sun... (I'll never leave you...)
The hills are on fire... Oh...
I come alive as the shadows parade.
My hot summer blood comes in floods and in waves.
Curbside confessions, no longer afraid of what you'll say.
my favorite love song
