Bones

We spend our days drinking flowers
We spend the sun kissing like teenagers

But

I found bones on my doorstep
I don't know what it's supposed to mean
Reminded me of something you said
Last summer under the clover tree

But
When the moon arrives x3
You stroke my hair and say goodnight

Where there was ink on my fingers
Now there is blood on my hands
Don't tell me that it gets better
I never did understand

Cause
When the moon arrives x3
You stroke my hair and say goodnight

I wish that

When the moon would arrive
If the moon arrived
When the moon would arrive
You'd kiss my lips and stay the night