Goodtimes-Subway

It's a heartbreak even situation Nothing lost and nothing gained So I'm 10 years old again Standing in the backyard waving at a train I feel you make love to me slightly Every time you let a little laugh slip too soon And the moment passes over us so lightly It feels like sand blowing over a dune You try not to let your emotions show But it ain't a balloon you can just let go It's an ice cream cone dripping in the sun Sticky hands Sticky arms Sticky situation It's a heartbreak even situation One part powerful elation One part pitiful and frail And I'm trying to feel my way around A book of promises written in braille There is pressure from within this And pressure from above There is pressure on our tenuous, strenuous love And there's wet wool blankets one, two, three Laid onto my chest 'Til I just can't breathe And I try not to let my emotions show But it ain't a balloon I can just let go It's an ice cream cone dripping in the sun Sticky hands Sticky arms Sticky situation