An American
Conversation
We were bleeding
Expectation
So I lean on in
I'm imagining
Like a velvet dream
Soaking through my skin
And you asked me how I'd feel about it
Going home with you is becoming a pattern
Dripping blue skies, like mirrors on Saturn
For the sweetest taste
Baby I'm yours now
But I think I'm losing myself
I'm out of control now
And my heart rates up raising hell
But it's you, yeah you
Cos your face is etched in my mind
And I'm yours now
But I think I'm losing myself
Now we float
In your new pool
Playing silent
Playing so cool
Then my eyes meet yours
And my heart rate soars
Like a velvet dream
On the silver screen
And you asked me how I'd feel about it
Going home with you is becoming a habit
Dripping blue skies with mirrors on Saturn
For the sweetest taste
Baby I'm yours now
But I think I'm losing myself
I'm out of control now
And my heart rates up raising hell
But it's you, yeah you
Cos your face is etched in my mind
And I'm yours now
But I think I'm losing myself
An American
Conversation
We were bleeding
Expectation
Baby I'm yours now
But I think I'm losing myself
I'm out of control now
And my heart rates up raising hell
But it's you, yeah you
Cos your face is etched in my mind
And I'm yours now
But I think I'm losing myself