Triple Love

The sheets fold and the laughter bends As we fall onto your bed And the heat outside casts light across everything you said Oh, no we aren't dead And you curl up very close to me As we stare up at the ceiling Our lips move but no time to talk We're chasing this feeling And the phone stoped ringing Well I'll remember this even though All the color will turn to ash And I know this will be in black and white Like an old TV broadcast I guess it's just the past It's good for a laugh I'll try to make it last There's a room, music playing From a tiny, vibrant speaker The sound filters through our love and bubbles like a beaker Take a peek in here You say you remember this song from when you hated yourself But you don't feel like that no more You're coming off that shelf And you're loving my help Well I'll remember this even though All the color will turn to ash And I know this will be in black and white Like an old TV broadcast I guess it's just the past It's good for a laugh I'll try to make it last Moving people and loud voices Swim throughout the space Except for in the corner here When we are face to face In this little place Suddenly the voices fade and your hand touches mine It's all in our minds You're so close to me now With those burning eyes Well I'll remember this even though All the color will turn to ash And I know this will be in black and white Like an old TV broadcast I guess it's just the past It's good for a laugh I'll try to make it last And even when you fade and leave From my house and my town My mind just took a photograph So you'll always be around Just a little, just a little, you'll be hanging around Just a little, just a little, you'll be hanging around