Elevator buttons and morning air,
Strangers silence makes me wanna take the stairs,
If you were here we’d laugh about their vacant stares,
But right now, my time is theirs.
Seems like theirs always someone who disapproves,
They’ll judge it like they know about me and you,
And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do,
The verdicts out, but my choice is you.
Don’t you worry your pretty little mind,
People throw rocks at things that shine,
And life makes love look hard,
The stakes are high, the waters rough, but this love is ours.