Lyrics:

Turn down the headlights and look my way.
We'll tell our parents the best of things
No matter, how awful they seem.
The sickness of a family.
Trace your eyes wake and retrieve,
The morning sun can look so mean,
The color.
Kiss your head don't say a thing,
We'll live forever in books darling.
It's the secrets beneath the leave i keep with me.
I'm falling up and down
And I'll never write the letter,
I wish you could read, the words perfectly.