Take Me To Your House

When I see the key
Thinner than I thought
Shiny like a trinket
Finally in my palm

I’ll be in disbelief
Smiling ear to ear
Fumble for a moment
Twist and say, “I’m here”

There won’t be any sign that
This is where you get
Bored and where the water tastes like nothing
Let me hoist the flag, the curtains

I think our luck is turning round
No one can touch us now
I know we can make it lived-in
Just name me your conditions
Take me to your house

If and when unsure
I recount the times
You have called me angel
Only then I’m fine

And if I have to ask
I do it casually
I know you need your minute
By the balcony

God, you could use a break-in
Don’t you think?
Between trespass and being patient

I think our luck is turning round
No one can touch us now
Don’t just say we’ll split the difference
Actually close the distance
Take me to your house
Take me to your house

I think our luck is turning round
No one can touch us now
I know we can make it lived-in
Just name me your conditions
Take me to your house