City

I was in your city and there was thick air on my facew

Was I in love with this place, I thought, or was it you

I'm headed home now, except you're coming with me this time

Or at least there's molecules of you stuck to my lips and in my hair

The Western stars shine down through all the raindrops, and there are highways now in my dreams

There's so many long highways, stretched out and tangled in between

Where your mouth begins and where my mouth begins

I was in your city and there was thick air on my face

Was I in love with this place, I thought, or was it you