Turn down the headlights and look my way
We'll tell our parents the best of things
no matter, how awful they seem
The sickness of a family
Trace your eyes wake and retrieve,
the morning sun can look so mean,
The color
Kiss your head don't say a thing,
we'll live forever in books darling
It's the secrets beneath the leave i keep with me
I'm falling up and down
and I'll never write the letter,
I wish you could read, the words perfectly