~ I got big thoughts, big dreams about you ~

Haven't you noticed the summer in your eyes.
The haze in your thunder smile.
The temperature in your lips?
The universe in your hair?

There is no glitch in our system
If something went: "to hell with this"
it's still and always
Up to us to figure it out or exhale
Oh there is no laughter in our stars
If we can't joke about it
How we gonna turn out so sad
When we got the future in the palm
Of our hands
Oh, and the sun to talk to
So listen, listen dear

It's speaking crystal clear
and my heart is a balloon, a balloon
a flexible bag of dreams
that can be inflated with
hugs and kisses 

Not only helium, hydrogen, 
nitrous oxide, 
oxygen, and air

But love "for crying out loud"

~ don't blow it this time ~ 
"Oh, don't blow it this time"