

Your soft-launch draft stays on the screen
Hovering on the crosswalk green
But the light stays red too long
Wet asphalt singing its song (hmm-mm)
Drafting a line that I'll never send
Rain on the windshield,
start it again (ah-ah)
Stuck on a red light,
caught in the flow
Backseat romance watching you go
Just one phone frame under the glass
Late summer nights fading too fast (yeah)
Two-colored reflections in the glass pane
Filming the headlights through the rain My thumb hovers on the send
key
But the green light is all that we see
Fading too fast... Under the glass... (hmm)