Blue Jeans

I was staring at the view, a gaze I'd never seen before
It was nearly half past two, hotel rooftop in New York

She was wearing blue jeans
We were chasing our dreams
And I'm hitting the road now
I don't wanna slow down

All those nights when we were wasted
Who would have thought it may be true?
It's close enough where I can taste it
It boils down to me and you
It all comes down to me and you

We were young, naive and unsure, nothing ever felt so real
I was breathing in the moment, pulling on an empty reel

She was wearing blue jeans
We were chasing our dreams
And I'm hitting the road now
I don't wanna slow down

All those nights when we were wasted
Who would have thought it may be true?
It's close enough where I can taste it
It all comes down to me and you
It all comes down to me and you
It all comes down to me and you

I can't tell if I'm sinking into something ever so lightly
Or if treading became a defense mechanism
But I think that we're stronger than we think we are when we float around the thought of Being worth something more than a little bit of engagement
And if you set aside the strength, the love, the loss, the hope, and the learning
I am loving really loosely, and really freely
Because if we're fighting, then at least we're caring
And maybe I'm stronger than I think I am
And maybe we're stronger than we think we are