Point A and Point B
This is the distance, between point a and point b,
Deaths of confusion, meet in the car, we retreat,
And it's the best thing, to ever enter my life,
After all this time, I'm still taken by surprise,
Everytime that a stranger calls my name,
For a picture to take, if it happens everyday,
Will there be a picture left to snap?
Or will my face just attach itself?
And get caught up in the public eye,
I won't let it take mine,
It feels just like,
It feels just like making love to the camera,
It feels just like,
It feels just like making love, making love,
If what goes on here, doesn't stay in this room,
I'm gonna spread the words, still leaving room to grow,
And if we blossom, and ( ) trees,
I swear I'll still be the same as I was as a seed,
And if these branches hold the leaf,
The whole convictions, I'll believe,
This is the beginning of something,
Too strong to break now,
It feels just like,
It feels just like making love to the camera,
It feels just like,
It feels just like making love, making love,
Love,
It felt just like,
It felt just like making love to the camera,
It felt just like,
It felt just like making love, making love,