Roman Holiday

Do you remember the taste of my lips that night
I stole a bit of my mother’s perfume
Cause I remember when my father put his fist in the wall
And separated the dining room
I remember the fear in your eyes
The very first time we snuck into the city
Late december with my heart in my chest
And the clouds in my breath
Didn’t know where I was running to
But I won’t look back

Cause we’ll be looking for sunlight
Or the headlights
Till our wide eyes burn blind
We’ll be lacing the same shoes
That we’re going through
To the bottom of the line
And we know that we’re headstrong
And our heart’s gone
And the timing’s never right
But for now let’s get away
On a roman holiday

Do you remember the taste of my lips that night I tried to kiss you on the drive to queen’s
Cause I’ll imagine the weight of your legs as you lie between my hips in the backseat
I imagine the tears in your eyes
The very first night I’ll sleep without you
And when it happens I’ll be miles away
And a few months late
Didn’t know where I was running to
But I won’t look back

Cause we’ll be looking for sunlight
Or the headlights
Till our wide eyes burn blind
We’ll be lacing the same shoes
That we’re going through
To the bottom of the line
And we know that we’re headstrong
And our heart’s gone
And the timing’s never right
So for now let’s get away
On a roman holiday
On a roman holiday

Cause we’ll be looking for sunlight
Or the headlights
Till our wide eyes burn blind
We’ll be lacing the same shoes
That we’re going through
To the bottom of the line
And we know that we’re headstrong
And our heart’s gone
And the timing’s never right
But for now let’s get away
On a roman holiday
On a roman holiday
On a roman holiday