Texty: Yellowcard. Rocket.

Sleeping late on,
Warm afternoon,
Waking up to, bright silver moon.
Silent words from, my heart to you.
My empty filled, filled up with you.

(rockets fly)
(rockets fly)
i slip another smile in your pocket
my heart is racing to you like a rocket

(rockets fly...)
(into my sky)
i slip another smile in your pocket
my heart is racing to you like a rocket
(the two of us we dream as one)
(our energy could light the sun)
(the two of us we breathe as one)
(the two of us...the two of us)