Tell me about your summer,
And all the sights you've seen.
Austin's lights, are fading fast,
And your whispers only carry in between.
It's your lipstick, it just blankets,
Your honest eyes.
And your glances, only glimpse to,
All the secrets that you hide.
You're so contageous, and I'm longing for your taste,
And it's all, coming back to me.
Sort this out, chasing ghosts,
Of all you thought you'd be by now.
Live your life, leave me out,
Catch me on your way back down.
So pretend, everything, is exactly how you planned it,
And your letters only comfort you so much.
But your picture, looks so different, and I'm seeing it so clearly,
Without ever really seeing it at all.
It's your lipstick, it just blankets,
Your honest eyes.
And your glances, only glimpse to,
All the secrets that you hide.
You're so contageous, and I'm longing for your taste,
And it's all, coming back to me.
Sort this out, chasing ghosts,
Of all you thought you'd be by now.
Live your life, leave me out,
Catch me on your way back down.
(Instrumental Solo)
And it's you, and it's you,
And it's you I'm waiting for.
And it's you, and it's you,
And it's you I'm waiting for.
And it's you, and it's you,
And it's you I'll wait here for.