4am before I rest my eyes

Blue light angel on the northern side

Haven’t seen her since we fell out of time

She works weekends, I do 9-5

Oh, sweetheart, you’re slipping through my hands

I wanna see you, I know it’s a lot to ask

I think I need you more than I need to

Baby in the summer I had plans

I could go there every single night

Between the houses where the buildings look so tired

Is this garden so much more than what we started?

Sometimes I lay there

I just want what we started

Oh, sweetheart, you’re slipping through my hands

I wanna see you, I know it’s a lot to ask

I think I need you more than I need to

Baby in the summer I had plans

Oh, sweetheart, you’re slipping through my hands

I wanna see you, I know it’s a lot to ask

I think I need you more than I need to

Baby in the summer I had plans