"You're the sky that I fell through and I remember the view whenever I'm holding you. The sun hung from a string, looking down on the world as it warms over everything.
Chills run down my spine as our fingers entwine, and your sighs harmonise with mine. Unmistakably, I can still feel your heart beat fast when you dance with me. We got older and I should've known that I'd feel colder when I walk alone, so I may as well ditch my dismay. Bombs away, bombs away.
Circle me, and the needle moves gracefully, back and forth; if my heart was a compass you'd be North. Risk it all cause I'll catch you if you fall; wherever you go, if my heart was a house, you'd be home.
It makes me smile because you said it best, I would clearly feel blessed if the sun rose up from the west. Flower bomb perfume, all my clothes smell like you, 'cause your favourite shade is navy blue. I walk slowly when I'm on my own. 'Do you feel alive?' Yeah, but frankly I still feel alone, so I may as well ditch my dismay. Bombs away, bombs away.
Circle me, and the needle moves gracefully, back and forth; if my heart was a compass you'd be North. Risk it all cause I'll catch you if you fall; wherever you go, if my heart was a house, you'd be home.
If my heart was a house, you'd be home."
