Laura Stevenson & The Cans The Pretty One
Caffeine and lack of real sleep
knees deep in gasoline
ask me if i'm afraid to speak
cause my words make heat.
which streets the one we meet at?
can't keep my feet to the beat of yours
read me from a map of the town
and i'll lay my head down.
crosswalk
we stop an wait for the light to change us
talk more and compensate for my silence
hands wrapped in hands we're ready
slow down baby
we got the town map handy inside our heads.
and i'll lay my head down.
meet me at the pretty lights time of day
when the pretty lights give me a pretty face
baby stay with me until we can't see
no more
til we can't see no more
we glowed hard now we're dark for sure
take hold of my arm at the elbow and we'll go
and i'll lay my head down.
i'm always almost there.
