The Seconds Before

I've been thinking

The best part of love's the beginning

Before you're kissing

Floating so high up on anticipation

Maybe his lips taste just like an early snow in November

Or cherries in the summer

And it's innocent

So beautifully unashamed

It's the smell of the tar on the street before it rains

And I'm high on it when he whispers my name

It's the seconds before everything changes

At the Walgreens

Leave me so fluorescently impatient

When you touch me wrap me in all of your domestication

Maybe his lips taste just like an early snow in November

Or cherries in the summer

And it's innocent

So beautifully unashamed

It's the smell of the tar on the street before it rains

And I'm high on it when he whispers my name

It's the seconds before everything changes

(Ah-ahh)

(Ah-ahh) (Ah-Nah)

(Ah-ahh)

(Ah-ahh) (Ah-Nah)

(before everything changes)

(before everything changes)

(before everything changes)