When the Sky Clears

Restless, the couch is getting older

At best this is California sober

Your head is wresting on my shoulder

Lose the blankets

I like it when we're colder

Five years is long enough to know you

Its been quite clear

I'm better when I hold you

Now your mine dear

And there's something that I owe you

When the sky clears

You'll see everything I've shown you