Peach Milk - decade

Met you on a busy high street

Took you to a gallery

My clothes were old

My skin was cold and bruised

But you were so cold and sweet

My favourite thing

Drag me

To the sea

Hold me

Underneath

Caught you in my favourite t-shirt

My things always looked better on you

Because nothing fit me

Nothing fell into place

But you found me out the blue and I had a taste

Lying on the backseat of your car

We watched the sky till it gets dark

I feel your heart searching for mine

Your green eyes traced the power lines

Lying on the backseat of your car

I trace the tattoo on your arm

I found myself in a new place

It was worth the wait

We dont have the answers

Just need it to be quiet

Dont have a care more for anything

In this moment

Drag me

To the sea