There is a reason why I can't speak

Our short conversation means everything to me

Fine young teacher, I need help with my cursive

Bronze that apple I was so proud to give you

This is my wall that fell for you

A.M. radio

Reminding us to take the first steps forward slowly

With you and the ride of our life,

We'll both be sharing shotgun to love

Now in the moment, all falls into focus

Time, just a number warped while I'm wrapped in you

This is my wall that fell for you

So our blurry lines are not more defined

When I'm feeling your tongue on mine

A.M. radio

Reminding us to take the first steps forward slowly

With you and the ride of our life,

We'll both be sharing shotgun to love