Set A Pace (To Keep)
I grabbed your hand and pulled you close
And I set a pace that we could keep
Stopping at every red light
Across the Seine, a few parks I forget
Now you're back only two months
Since we traded a friendship for more questions
Of how this all might play out
We can talk it through even plan this out
You can fall asleep on my chest through the spring
But somehow it doesn't feel up to us
With that on the heart
I'm caught and I'm broke
Yes, barely lit scenes I'm picturing
On a corner, off an alley
On your lips, words I don't trust you will say
Like a man in the dark
Both in thought and sight
I ride to your house under Myrtle Street lights
Sweaty, and nervous, and unsure