Porchlight Groove

You pose against the sunset sky

Pretending that it's candid,

holding high On a rooftop HVAC ledge

Right on the concrete edge But your pocket tells a different scene

With a cheap motel key card in between

(hummmmm) And the porch light's burning down

below

Where the neighbors watch the quiet show

We are dancing on the edge of the night

Under the glare of a single light (yeah) No looking back,

just let it spin This is where we both begin!

You laugh and turn the lens away

To keep the fading dust of day

That plastic card is slipping down

But we are far above the town (ooh-wah)

Just a cheap motel key On a concrete ledge with me