Roman Holiday

Do you remember the taste of my lips That night I stole a bit of my mother's perfume? 'Cause I remember when my father put his fist Through the wall that separated the dining room And I remember the fear in your eyes The very first time we snuck into the city pool Late December with my heart in my chest and the clouds of my breath Didn't know where we were running to But don't look back We'll be looking for sunlight Or the headlights Till our wide eyes burn blind We'll be lacing the same shoes That we've worn through To the bottom of the line And we know that we're headstrong And our heart's gone And the timing's never right But for now let's get away On a Roman holiday Could you imagine the taste of your lips If we never tried to kiss on the drive to Queens? 'Cause I imagine the weight of your ribs If you lied between my hips in the backseat And I imagine the tears in your eyes The very first night I'll sleep without you And when it happens I'll be miles away And a few months late Didn't know where I was running to But I won't look back We'll be looking for sunlight Or the headlights Till our wide eyes burn blind We'll be lacing the same shoes That we've worn through To the bottom of the line And we know that we're headstrong And our heart's gone And the timing's never right But for now let's get away On a Roman holiday Feet first, don't fall Or we'll be running again Keep close, stand tall We'll be looking for sunlight Or the headlights Till our wide eyes burn blind We'll be lacing the same shoes That we've worn through To the bottom of the line And we know that we're headstrong And our heart's gone And the timing's never right But for now let's get away On a Roman holiday