Under the covers, book in her hand
Sirens out the window; neighbors comprehend
It's too cold to go outside, stars overhead
Turn up the heat, say good night to love and go to bed
The night just a seedling, the band takes a rest
His brow sweaty, he slips outside and sees he missed her text
The air so warm and in the morn it will be as well
He gets back up. Just close your eyes, forget you ever fell.
Reality and romance
Do I have to pick just one
Structured desks and pay checks
Romance would be more fun
Reality vs. romance
Just a girl. Just a guy.
Book my tickets, let me fly
Romance wins, let me fly
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