Bedroom Conversations

Take me back to your bedroom The place I used to know Take me back to your bedroom A place that once was my second home

Lying in bed with you Made my worries drift away A leaf on through a quaint stream While we explored ourselves Drifting away into our own dreams

Nights of loving conversations Discussing adolescent aspirations Morph into crippling loneliness And emotional lacerations

Four years, memories still feel brand new Four years, still missing you

Take me back to Greenway Street The site of my dreams Take me back to your bedroom So the world can stop And I can melt with you