If I'm the cop then you're the robber We'll play cowboys and indians in the yard for the slaughter
I had a dream you'd be on this rooftop If you're not then that's okay But if you are, well I'm thinking that it's fate
If I'm the sap then you're the maple And I'll stick close to you 'til I make it to your table
Over the microphone, over the video projector I almost called your name but then I refrained 'Cause I will catch you some other way If it's fate, if it's fate, if it's fate
