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She said “I wanna see the world”
And I said “hey I do to!”
But she said “well that’s the problem,
I don’t want to see it with you”
You can be so in sync
That it makes you sick.
Then you realise
you don’t see eye to eye.
We kiss in thunderstorms
persuade ourselves it’s perfect.
We’ll build for years and years,
to realise it’s all worthless.
Lie there with your head on my heart
and listen to the beats.
We’ll say that we’re in love?
We don’t know what that means.
So tell me at what point,
does it get better?
Foolish hearts looking for love,
foolish souls all sat alone.
Loneliness,
It always leads to longing.
And then you realise
You are obsessed over nothing.
We kiss in thunderstorms
persuade ourselves it’s perfect.
We’ll build for years and years,
to realise it’s all worthless.
Lie there with your head on my heart
and listen to the beats.
We’ll say that we’re in love?
We don’t know what that means.
And “young love” will tear itself apart,
tear you up and break you down,
you’re gonna fall apart.
But honestly I’m telling you it will get better.
You’ll run through thunderstorms
to find that one whose perfect.
You’ll Build it for years and years
and realise that it’s worth it.
Lie there with your head on my heart
and listen to the beats.
We’ll say that we’re in love
And we’ll know what that means.
And this love will go straight your heart.
Build you up and strengthen you,
you’ll never fall apart.
But honestly I’m telling you it will get better.
