We went on guided tours
You cried in the kitchen
Have you remembered where you hid it?
So leave the curtains closed
But I forgot what it meant
Good mornin', slow down
It's best in the mornin'
And we made each other late
So it wouldn't scratch your skin
We made up in the hall
I watched you get dressed
It wasn't long ago
Those boots make you too tall
Or get tangled in your hair
When we know it won't be rushed
'Cause I took my watch off there
To pretend my hand is yours