Out here we don't hear anything
But the clicking of the rain
Against the leaves
And the way each other breathes (but you've got to listen)
Make this home--
We've never, we never had one.
Out here we turn out all the lights
And sit inside looking out
And the bay's still
She's wearing the night's expression (but you've got to feel it)
Make this home--
We've never, we never had one.
We've never, we never had one.
So stop calling this a vacation.
(We're just here for two nights.)
Count the beats of your heart
And no city streets to break up cars
We can lie here
We want no one and no one comes
Every song plays just for us.
We want no one and no one comes
We got it
