Currents

In currents we are leaves
Carried far, carried far
To an unintended rocky start
We are stones stubborn by
Stubborn by
Whether it's right or wrong
We could slip into our lives
Breathing by my side
Unwind I
Reels towards you
Drawn by your hand
Painted lines that connect our bones
Constellations, I am yours

We could miss the fun tonight
We could miss the fun tonight

We could miss the fun tonight
We could miss the fun tonight
We could miss the fun tonight
We could miss the fun tonight
We could miss the fun tonight