True Love

Beach town on a quiet night
Two kids on borrowed bikes
Could have heard us from a mile away

Blend into a fancy crowd
Shoot the shit on the way out
Woke up feeling like a different place

And as spring sighs in relief
I cross my fingers in the breeze again

Could it be true love
I keep dreaming of
Tell me it's fine, take up my time
Let me soak up the suspense

Wanted you to change my mind
Acted like a stubborn child
Creeping 'round like waves along the coast

See how much we both have aged
And the questions have all changed
Woke up feeling like so long ago

And as spring sighs in relief
I cross my fingers in the breeze again

Could it be true love
I keep dreaming of
Tell me it's fine, take up my time

Let me soak up the suspense
Let me hang on till the end