I don't mind that
I may sweat a bit
Because you're the first one
I met in a pit
Now I cry when I
Take my stage dive
And you said
Do you like the opening hit
I don't wanna go to shows
That we used to miss
And every poster we got
Is quivering the roof of my lip
I'm singing
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Dreaming
Oh oh oh oh
Of your kiss
Will you ever pick
Back up the mix
The one I made when
We were just like kids
I walk through the
Dew of morning hue
The same one you
Danced in that afternoon
I don't wanna go to shows
That we used to miss
And every poster we got
Is quivering the roof of my lip
I'm singing
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Dreaming
Oh oh oh oh
Of your kiss