Radiator

Hey, I know an hour ago I said I'd come and get you well

Actually, I think I need this hour to myself

Laying on the radiator, but I know I'll see you later

Suddenly I'm stepping on what I've been covering up

When I think about you it is like a knife in my gut

Maybe I should tell you what

And you called to tell me that you had a terrible day

So I'll come and pick you up outside of the Rite Aid

With the lamplight on your face

And you know I like you exactly that way

But I know the birds are circling my heart

Maybe I am frightened of what happens if I start

Saying what I have been thinking

Maybe I don't want to tell you what

Or maybe nobody's certain about these things

So can't I just believe in all the goodness that I've seen?

Like how you spread your light around me