Number Fifteen Match

(hmmmm) Scrolling past the screen again tonight Familiar green under stadium light

You're wearing fifteen on your back

Chasing down a line on a dusty track

One year apart,

but a world away

I keep your highlight loops on play

Just a stranger in a digital crowd

But you fit the picture I drew in the clouds

Oh, fifteen,

running down the line I don't know you,

but I wish you were mine

You're the blueprint,

the archetype Caught in a loop

in the middle of the night (yeah)

I see your name,

it's just a handle now

But I feel the gravity pull somehow

You take the shot,

the crowd goes wild

I'm just staring at my screen,

a little beguiled

We're so close in age,

but we're miles apart A temporary habit in the dark

No cringe, no

rush, just a quiet thought Of a connection that can't be bought

Oh, fifteen,

running down the line I don't know you,

but I wish you were mine

You're the blueprint, the archetype Caught in a loop

in the middle of the night

Just a double tap,

then it fades away...

Number fifteen...