Paroles de The Exception (Unreleased)

Your hand on my leg under the oil painted sky Wind blowin' through our hair on the 405 And traffic's at a standstill, it's LA, what'd you expect? We're listenin' to Zeppelin, you're kissin' my neck You cradle me in your arms in the dark in the back We're lookin' at the stars, the Moon's lit Cheshire cat And your parents can probably see you from the window They'll say, "They're just kids," oh, what the hell do they know? Scared, I love you so much I'm scared 'Cause they say young love's a loss or it's a lesson Here, I always wanna be here My heart is tellin' me we're gonna be the exception