I feel like things Are going to be okay, You know, In the cosmic, kind of way Even though I cried today

You taste Like lucky charms With stars In your eyes And I don’t mind That I miss you All the time.

Dry my eyes Under lavender skies And I just might Tie our hearts in a knot Because she’s backing off Her mind, a mold But a heart so soft But she won’t hold My hand Unless Im supportive, A safe place to land.