Feels like we only go backwards
I opened my eyes and saw you again
And opened my arms as you crawled right in.
I kissed you on your neck and ran my hands down your skin.
I heard you exhale and knew you were about to grin.
Time had past but you didn’t ask where I’d been.
Instead you laid your hand on my chin
And we made something beautiful out of a sin.
But how is love like this a sin?
I’m willing to raise up my chin
And ask god just where he’s been.
I haven’t had much more than a grin
And I have gone too long without your skin.
I haven’t let anyone in
And I dream of a morning I’ll open my eyes and see you again.