He and I make plans to run away together
We talk until we fall asleep every night
We take the clichés and we fix them up real pretty
like they’re ours.
We’ve got a diet made exclusively of pizza
Our conversations range from Freud to make-believe
I’d be okay with being his until forever,
And I know that he’d agree.
No regrets for being young
Our heads in the clouds, our feet on the ground
I’m sure to drive you wild
But just wild enough,
just crazy enough
And we’ll slow it down, until time breaks
Because we're smart enough to learn from their mistakes.