Falling behind but I'm trying get things right in my head but I gave up years ago

'Cause in the grass our hands never hit the light

Creeping closer now I'm not bored

Creeping closer now I'm not bored anymore

She says I can tell you're shaking

I can tell you're angry

Just for saying the wrong thing but don't you know I could make you happy

I could tell you some things

And maybe someday we'll look back and say

What about the mornings

Where you trade your winter clothes

And now we're halfway there to Canada and I hope you feel at home

What about the mornings

Where you trade your winter clothes

And now we're halfway there to Canada and I hope you feel at home

She ties the bags up so tight

Wondering if they'll take flight

Make a truce in the park

No I won't leave you in the car

It's all I ever wanted to wake up just a glance and it can't be far

Just a glance nothing more just a glance is all I want

Tangled up on the floor finding reasons to get up

I see no sorrow about the situation that I can't seem to get out

If the van ever starts we can't ever let it park

Telling time like a fool just to get closer to you

Sign says just a few naps from now but I can't seem to keep my eyes open that long anymore

I'm sorry I must've fell asleep

I must've seen something

That scared me but I'm not scared of anything

No I'm not scared of anything

What about the mornings

Where you trade your winter clothes

And now we're halfway there to Canada and I hope you feel at home

What about the mornings

Where you trade your winter clothes

And now we're halfway there to Canada and I hope you feel at home

What about the mornings

Where you trade your winter clothes

And now we're halfway there to Canada and I hope you feel at home

What about the mornings

Where you trade your winter clothes

And now we're halfway there to Canada and I hope you feel at home