Last night we slept with our fingers intertwined 
I’m in love in a city that will never be mine 
All our moves are impetuous 
But your spell was cast before we were us 
In the moment I’m head-over-heels with this 
And I promise I won’t mind missing it 
And I could hurry back, or try to stay 
Or I could trust nothing good ever gets away 
We walk on a warm night down your block 
Always with arms or eyes or lips locked 
We are the worst at hello and goodbye 
That heavy feeling -- tomorrow I fly 
And how can we sentimentalize 
The wind whips the tears out of our eyes