April Skies

There’s a fine sense of humor
For how things went
I would build a DeLorean
to retry to do my best
Sometimes it needs to bet hard
We get along so well
Astral architectures
Make me sleep on your chest
You get angry often
I forget everything
Some would say that we are wrong
But I know you’re my queen
April skies are easy
To turn into rain
If it serves to be with you
I’d do it all over again
We start a fire inside
I met your mama
I met your rage
You saw my drama
That kept me in a cage
Every night we spend together
Every day that we live
I would just give you
Half of what you give to me
We start a fire inside