I grew up watching white horses
You grew up fifty miles away from sea
I was eggshells and shy secrets
You were wading in possibilities
It's the middle of June and rain pours down
Don't let borders break your heart
Make your own waves where you are
When the sun comes up we'll be warm enough
Breathe in light, my love
You were drinking and daydreaming
And I was decaf and sober all the time
You would look for the right reason
I was too busy wallowing mine
It's the middle of June and rain pours down
Don't let borders break your heart
Make your own waves where you are
When the sun comes up we'll be warm enough
As these moments move further apart, apart
And the latitude lightens your heart, your heart
It's the middle of June and rain pours down
Don't let borders break your heart
Make your own waves where you are
When the sun comes up we'll be warm enough
Breathe in light, my love More from Paper Aeroplanes