if one of these two walls could speak,
i’d turn the lights down long enough to hit repeat, hey.
right now the vision is gone, the magic’s to blame.
it’s silent down here, hey i wanna get loud again.
you’ll hold the thunder while i hold the rain.
I might be busy doing nothing but I’ve had my share,
You’ve got a strange infatuation with the love that’s in the air.
Contact high, I’m done dreaming that we can fly.
Am I guilty? Boy, you decide.
I’ve got nothing to hide.
