Ona tell me all the things that I never knew

Dressed up for it

But your face looks like an afternoon

I can't tell time but I know the nights are closing in

Painted your eyes

Cus it makes you safe within

Stick around

In your doldrums

It's your heart

It's how you hold it

Take your time

There comes a turning

With the lights out

Feel that solstice come

Maybe next week

I'll be lit up like a cigarette

Fed full of dreams

But you know it hasn't happened yet

I've got a big mouth

And I use it just to draw you in

Covered on trial

But it's really just a big nothing

Stick around, for the summer

It's your heart me, it's waiting on ya

The hardest part

Is you won't notice

With the lights off

I couldn't need you more