Scent

There's something 'bout your scent That feels like home Your laugh feels like kisses And your calming tone as warm as a hug Always fill your mug with coffee After you give me my favorite tea And I wouldn't change a thing We might never exchange rings We're spinning 'round and 'round Ready to take off, but we never leave the ground Something 'bout this friendship stings There's something 'bout the way (there's something 'bout the way) You don't touch me at all (you don't touch me at all) And your absence shapes a longing 'Cause every drawn phone call Is short, but sweet You sure are the strangest soul I've had the pleasure to meet Mmm But I wouldn't change a thing We will never exchange rings As we're spinning 'round and 'round I'm ready to take off, but you're happy on the ground You know I want something else Then I feel your scent And I'm instantly content So I'll never change a thing 'Cause I'm floating as we spin' There is no bond to bend Staying in the bubble as the best of friends The best of friends that sing And never exchange rings Still spinning 'round and 'round Never taking off, but I'm happy on the ground 'Cause I wouldn't trade this for anything