white lines dancing in the ripple of a heat wave your hand on my thigh never thought id be the one to get a little luck on please let me be wrong we live our lives through each other not below and not above and if i make it to the other side i know itll be through the middle of your love now im waiting for some friction slow me down please slow me down slow me down and one day ill be waiting up for your keys in the front door eyes wide open like ive never seen you before you hang your jacket on the back of the chair you throw your keys on the table theres so much to tell you i hope i can remember it all cause waiting is a gamble sometimes you forget what you were waiting for now youre crying in the front yard you wouldnt put your shoes on but wait for me wait for me wait white lines dancing youre living right through me thought i must have been led turns out i was always leading and never will i be bled dry if i never stop bleeding and we walked the streets at night and we talked with a fever we put a little money in a jar that we could spend in the future and i was trying to belong to you but you were living right through me and i remember thinking if i could get a little luck on through the sheer force of my will that i could make something happen your hand on my thigh and i remember you told me that there would always be more time but one day there wont be