The Red Thread

You always jump and quiver When you're coming in to land With no runway, no guidance No nails dug into my hand We could ask whoever we want We could go back to school And see the dead laugh again Let's get dressed up and pull The only benefit of drin

When I found you I knew that you'd be mine It wasn't my first kiss, it wasn't my first time But it was the first time I gave my heart, when I wasn't just alone I put it in your hands and I followed you home Now I'm heading east on 80 Wishing I could