Last Warm Night

Your phone died somewhere after two Mine’s face-down in the glovebox too

Bad coffee from the all-night place You made a joke,

I missed half the phrase

You said, “Next Monday I might leave” I laughed like I didn’t

quite believe Then you ran straight into the lake Shoes and shirt

and everything

If every summer gets a last night Don’t tell me which one

this is

Keep the engine warm,

windows down We’ve still got somewhere to miss

Not yet, not yet Don’t let the morning know us yet

Leave the future in the glovebox Leave the things we haven’t said

Not yet, not yet We don’t need forever yet

If tomorrow comes to find us Let it find us out of

breath (ahhhh-aaahh-ohhh)

Wet clothes hanging from the backseat Sand and gravel underneath our feet

You drew a face into the window steam Then wiped it off

before I’d see

No photographs, no clever lines No “we should do this all the

time” You leaned your head against the glass And watched the empty

highway pass

Maybe nothing has to stay To mean exactly what it meant Keep

the engine warm,

windows down

We’re not going home just yet

Not yet, not yet Don’t let the morning know us yet

Leave the future in the glovebox Leave the things we haven’t said

Not yet, not yet

We don’t need forever yet

If tomorrow comes to find us Let it find us out of

breath Maybe

next year we’re different people Maybe we don’t even talk

Maybe this becomes a story That gets smaller when we tell it

But right now the clock is wrong The road is ours,

so drive on

Not yet, not yet Don’t let the morning know us yet

Leave the future in the glovebox

Leave the things we haven’t said Not yet,

not yet Don’t promise me forever yet If tomorrow comes to find

us Let it find us out of breath

Not

yet...

Don’t let the morning know us yet.