Peripheral Vision

I was looking right at you from the corner of my eyes
Corner of my eyes
But then I look to my friend, look to my friend
She's just stepping aside, minding her own ride
So close, but it's the end
One two three, got to pick up the pace
She goes, and leads the way
Heavy back on the rack, check yourself out
Then walk out the hallway

When the streets are divided, it won't be just you and I
So, I stay trying, flexing, running, moving up the incline
Won't you try for me, make me see it, so differently

Silhouette and running fires, four walls of paradise
Four walls of paradise
But then I look to my phone, look to my phone
Messages all inside, but not from the right kind
So close, I'm not that tired
One two three, got to pick up the pace
She goes, and leads the way
Heavy back on the rack, check yourself out
Then walk out the hallway

When the streets are divided, it won't be just you and I
So, I stay trying, flexing, running, moving up the incline
Won't you try for me, make me see it, so differently

When the rush stops
Honeymoon, pulled the plug
Sunrise coming up
But will we make the most of it
The ember might burn out
And the roses might turn brown
Don't tell me you're a part time honey
I promise, no really

When the streets are divided, it won't be just you and I
So, I stay trying, flexing, running, moving up the incline
Won't you try for me, make me see it, so differently, oh

When the streets are divided, it won't be just you and I
So, I stay trying, flexing, running, moving up the incline
Won't you try for me, make me see it, so differently, oh



Credits
Writer(s): Danny Malik
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