The heavy smell of it on your skin
All your friends are asking where've you been
Jumping fences, picking daffodils
No further need for “April, Come She Will. ”
And you know you're the lucky one
Pillow-talk oaths and carpet burns
You found the thing that everybody wants
Waking up with a hunger pang
You hear her name inside the rain that falls
“Love is real, not fade away. ”
Who says they always go the way they came?
And you know you're the lucky one
Pillow-talk oaths and carpet burns
You found the thing that everybody wants
Until it goes wrong