We drew stars on dining napkins
Planned our getaway with magic pens
Taped our dreams to bedroom ceilings
Told the moon our secret feelings
Your voice was static in my speaker
Still it pulled me in like the seeker
We built hope on late night trains
Flying high on neon paper planes
We weren't rich,
but we had time
Trading sleep for the perfect line
Every wish we made back then
Feels like a song we could sing again
Turned cracks in concrete into concert
halls We kissed beneath the power lines
Made promises and crooked rhymes Now I drive past all our places
Ghosts of us in mirror
faces But I still see you when it rains
Tossing up those neon paper planes We weren't scared,
we just ran fast
Wrote the future,
forgot the past Every leap we took so blind
