You be the sun, babe
I'll be the blinds
And I'll crack myself open
Let you pour in your light
Mmmmm
Mmm-mm-mm
I'll be the dry wood
And you'll be the fire
And we'll hang up our coats here
Call it home for a while
Mmmmm
Mmm-mm-mm
Stay
I'll dress up in poems for you
Stay
And I'll dress up in poems for you
I'll dress up in poems for you
Stay
I'll dress up in poems for you
Stay
And I'll dress up in poems for you
I'll dress up in poems for you
Mmmm-mmm-mm-mm-m-m-mmm
