Two Kids - Laura Gibson

Two kids, no tricks, only rich in time

Saying «Never look back

Throw out every sorrow we’ve had.»

Sneak a move, trade a roof for the open sky

Living on luck

Tethering our hopes to a pickup truck

They’ll tell us, honey

«You've gotta know, you’ve gotta know where you’re going.»

But you are my sun, my northern lights, my southern cross

And if we’re gonna die young

We’re gonna die with a love song in our mouths

Two hearts, new start, every card is wild

There in your arms, with the radio up and the windows down

Loose hands, slow dance under crooked stars

We were clumsy at love

It was a shaky two-step in a parking lot

They’ll tell us, dear

«You better fear, you better fear it all.»

But you are my sun, my northern lights, my southern cross

If we’re gonna die young

We’re gonna die with a love song in our mouths

And maybe my darling

There’s more than following an endless road

And maybe someday we’re gonna trade

Our freedom for a better home

For a house and a yard, and a son and a daughter

And a steady job, but not today

Two kids, no tricks, only rich in time

Never look back, follow every moment we’ve got