i met a boy,

who is quiet,

he's got blue eyes like the ocean and blonde hair like his mamas

he kisses me in public and pinky promised not to hurt me

we had two days until i moved 3000 miles away

on our last night we took the long way home and not because the short way was closed

we sang in the car, 
and kissed, 
in the car, 

some love was made for the lights
some kiss your cheek and goodnight

he was wrong for me 
in all the right ways

he was rain on a sunday
and i know that someday
maybe
if we're lucky

our love will be made for the lights