You stared at your feet today
I drove to you in April rains
Wished it was last Saturday
I still didn't know you
Your mouth is like broken glass
It's the only thing I'm looking at
Sharpless though my new foundness
Walls made of windows
Your heart is high
Your heart is high
You're louder than the kitchen sink
I'm louder than the thoughts I think
Looking at the mess I made
I'm staring at the counter
Your heart is high
Your heart is high
Your heart is high
Your heart is high