Moon light, aircrafts and stories of an ex.
Drop me home in the morning at six.
South beach coffee in paper cups.
On your arms I was looking up.
I look at you and see uncertainty,
I look at us and see you and me.
More coffee, board games and a misfit bunch.
Long drives and skipping lunch.
Stay with me if I go, don't put an X
Close your month and pick me up after six.