Your Room

I missed you So I headed down the highway to your place You have a funny way of making me do that I believe that you are meant for me And I am out to prove it You get this silly look on your face when I say that I know you're thinking I'm insane But you always say my name When we are floating here together in our own warm cocoon In your room it's quiet, light, and I am still in love with you In your room I like it bright enough to see what you will do It's so nice here I might never want to leave And I think maybe it's not you, it's just the room But you smile and then I think again You don't do lava lamps or shag carpet Or pictures of other girls You're polite but never boring in aesthetic I want your drum machine, your record stack Your painting of the sea (And if there's stuff you want from me I'll see you get it) I know you love the sound of rain On your French window panes So I turn the sprinklers on and let them spray away Ooh, I let them spray away In your room it's quiet, light, and I am still in love with you In your room I like it bright enough to see what you will do It's so nice here I might never want to leave And I think maybe it's not you, it's just the room But you smile and then I think again