Track 2

I'm falling in love with how he speaks to me through music that he plays for me
Intentions amplified with the meaning in the lyrics and the melody
We're silent and I'm driving; these songs are getting at the best of me
Takes my hand to his lips and lets a kiss get at the rest of me
This is his personal contradiction to the way he lives his life:
Flagrantly single; he should be beckoning the anti-wife
But I'm anti-trife, so I'm letting it flow;
The shit he did last week to piss me off, I'm letting it go
He changes the song but keeps the mood steady and controlled
Now I hear the words in his heart that he keeps untold
I slow down and turn to him to let him know I'm listening
He knods his head in silence as the song is finishing.
His eyes (unlike his words) never lie or make promises he can't maintain
But they tell me at this moment I'm the reason he's sane
A little tipsy, I'm tempted to say something kinda crazy
But I know it's just the situation making me hazy
So I refrain, the song changes, he continues the theme of love
Still I know it's just a theory and not the theme of us
He thinks I'm in it for the sex,
I think he's in it 'til the next
So we're cautious to avoid having to live with regrets -
He kisses my hand again, I guess he felt me moving away
Which is funny because I really only wanted to stay
This time he lets his lips linger just above my skin
Between the music and his energy I want to give in
I want to give all
I want to be able to fall
If I need anything I want it to be him that I call