Ordinary Places

How the light combines in perfect distance

How we're holding hands in heart-shaped systems

How the atmosphere is colored crimson

When the evening is a perfect potion

And we both can blend in single motion

When I'm breathing underneath your ocean

It's like

Love in silence

I feel it in the way you listen

I'm nearest when the twilight glistens

I am leaning in

And turning from a million faces

I'd rather be the king of ordinary places

How suspenseful

When the image cuts right where I'm reaching

Leaves it up to the imagination

What could we be up to

I swear it's like heaven

But in the moment when the floodlight flashes

And the guardians are scattered, dashing

And our picture-perfect sky is crashing

It's just like

Love in silence

I feel it in the way you listen

I'm nearest when the twilight glistens

I am leaning in

So turning from a million faces

I'd rather be the king of ordinary places