Your Room

I missed you
So I headed down the highway to your place
You have a funny way of making me do that

I believe that you are meant for me
And I am out to prove it
You get this silly look on your face when I say that

I know you're thinking I'm insane
But you always say my name
When we are floating here together in our own warm cocoon

In your room it's quiet, light, and I am still in love with you
In your room I like it bright enough to see what you will do
It's so nice here I might never want to leave
And I think maybe it's not you, it's just the room
But you smile and then
I think again

You don't do lava lamps or shag carpet
Or pictures of other girls
You're polite but never boring in aesthetic

I want your drum machine, your record stack
Your painting of the sea
(And if there's stuff you want from me I'll see you get it)

I know you love the sound of rain
On your French window panes
So I turn the sprinklers on and let them spray away
Ooh, I let them spray away

In your room it's quiet, light, and I am still in love with you
In your room I like it bright enough to see what you will do
It's so nice here I might never want to leave
And I think maybe it's not you, it's just the room
But you smile and then
I think again