Pyjama Pants

Don't come 'round tonight Don't want you to see me cry 'Cause my face is red and ugly I'm afraid that you won't love me He comes round anyway Holds my face, says, "It's okay I brought movies in a disc drive I'll hold your hand at midnight" Flicker on the screen You sit close to me I can finally breathe And you rest your hand On my pyjama pants Feel my heart beat fast Can we call today? I just need to see your face 'Cause it melts me to a puddle Trip on air and sprain my ankle He's a lavender bouquet Spray it on my pillowcase Make me warmer in the summer Like the pigment in your fingers Let's go brush our teeth Stand here next to me Get them squeaky clean And you rest your head On my upper chest Hear my heart beat fast Wanna make you feel Gentler then silk Stronger than steel Show them how to be calm Wrap him 'round my arm Remind each other what's a lie and what is real What if we held hands in our pyjama pants? Let our hearts beat complete at last Mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh