Maybe, Finally

Fly to America bank on the mania
Sun in a new town, shots with a stranger
(Feeling, something)

Breathing in air that doesn't feel weighted
Looking around at family created
(Thank God, maybe, finally)

Then I try not to think
Don't even blink
Oh careful not
To miss a thing

Taking it in
Fill to the brim
Oh careful not
To waste it all

Truth be told
By the time that I'm on
Open arms to receive
It's already gone

Hike up a trail for a magical moment
Carry a secret silently spoken
(Feeling, something)

Asking each other, how do we lock it down
On holding arms, and knowing we'll beg for now
(Thank God, maybe, finally)

Then I try not to think
Don't even blink
Oh careful not
To miss a thing

Taking it in
Fill to the brim
Oh careful not
To waste it all

Truth be told
By the time that I'm on
Open arms to receive
It's already gone

Mark it down (mark it down)
Weigh them up (weigh them up)
How'd they fare?
Good enough

What a joy (what a joy)
To be scared (to be scared)
Scared enough
To forget