Continentales

If you liked me like we talked
If after the dance you told me
That everything felt kinda weird
And here we were
How we sat down
Where we didn’t know if it seemed to be alright
Walking on the continentals
Far from the street
That takes us
Straight to the precinct

And you see
That it’s better singing
That the pain fades away
Everything has its reason
What more
If in the shadow of loving you
I can’t explain it
What more
If it’s almost without measure
That I don’t see an end

Walking to the damn place
Far from the street that takes us
Straight to the precinct
And you see
That it’s better singing
That the pain fades away
Everything has its reason
What more
If in the shadow of loving you
I can’t explain it
What more
If it’s almost without measure
That I don’t see an end