Texty: French Kicks. Where We Went Off.

Lately we've been known, to wait until we're thrown anything
Still it seems, we know what we know, it's not a thing
If we don't stand out, straighten up
Where will it keep us apart?

Falling into your hands, into my arms
It's where we went off, and it's where we belong
Into your hands, into my arms and everyone

I don't know if, break it down
If it's worth staying out all night
The longer it goes on
Oh, there's nothing wrong at all

Falling into your hands, into my arms
It's where we went off, and it's where we belong
Into your hands, into my arms and everyone

Into your hands, into my arms
Is where we went off, and it's where we belong
Into your hands, into my arms and everyone