Kid Gloves

As my legs approach your door
Not sure what they're hoping for
Oh, maybe our shoes hit the floor
Maybe we go run of somewhere

Eyes so tired or eyes so wild
I get caught from either side
Of your peripheral disguise
Come on tell me what you're hiding

In the swells of harmattan
Blushed and offered me your hand
But I can't keep holding on
If these Kid Gloves start to sleep off

Smile like paper, tear and tape
Something I just have to say
"I have resent and half revere
Every part of you my dearest"

And I can't stop singing to myself as everything falls 'round my head
I can't stop singing to myself
As everything comes down

And it all could disappear if I let go
Tomorrow you would keep me in the cold

And it all could disappear if I let go
Tomorrow you would keep me in the...

And I can't stop singing to myself
As everything falls 'round my head
I can't stop singing to myself
As everything comes down