Climbing branches up to brick red rooftops
Lilly keeps her secrets to herself (Longing for the low-end)
Hearing nothing much worth hearing
Till she heard something else
Locked and waiting for the key
Watch the morning into sundown
What Lilly says is there inside her stare
Chase the cars across the pavement
Where the cars are warm and packed inside the lines
(Knowing nothing)
Knowing nothing but exactly what he knows
And he knows what's better
Up the arm rest, scale to the branches of the olive tree
Wait until the gradient begins to form
Simon says to let him in
Watch the morning into sundown
What Lilly says is there inside her stare
Wait until the gradient begins to form
Simon says to let him in
