Camenti

One minute ride, it's an easy sell
Two panes of glass, it's an easy tell
Three steps apart, we're scared as hell
Four times I lied, I'm doing well

Hold on to what we have
'Cause lately, we've been losing track
Of all the ways we counted ourselves lucky
Without looking back

Words on our lips already gone
We swore we wouldn't look away
I guess we were wrong
In the waning light
If I could jump across, I'd like to say goodbye
To the times that we loved

Hold on to what we have
'Cause lately, we've been losing track
Of all the ways we counted ourselves lucky
Without looking back