Its a drunken midnight on the streets,



brightly dusted with a neon light.



We duck behind the corner store,



smoke your smokes while I keep



a watchful eye.



Right here, right now.



I hope before the night is through



one fumbled touch will finally hit the spot.



Youve got everything going for you,



so Ill go for you with everything I got.



Right here, the best days of our lives.



Is this coincidence or a sign?

Is there anything I missed?



Is there anything I missed?



Tell me if Im wrong,



but why would we change a thing?

When the morning light fights through the cracks



cascading across the bed, and you are mine.



When your parents start to wake for work,



between the sheets, Ill keep a watchful eye.



Right here, the best days of our lives.



Is this coincidence or a sign?

When we met I was on my back.



I swear we spent most afternoons



somewhere in the act.



We were part of something ours,



and ours alone.



Anywhere was home.



Were almost here again.



Were almost here again.



Were almost here again.



Right here, right now.