The Ballad of Laura and Mike

Would you promise to try not to die?
That’s the only fear of mine
There could be more but I want people to hear you
Singing bout the stains in the fire

I’m good at worrying
When you’re gone out west
The garden’s doing fine
The rabbits are my friends

I think I believe in you more than I believe in myself
I think I believe in you more than I believe in myself

In California I hide in my headphones
You’re here hanging out in my mind
The show was strange with the crowds and without you
But I can’t stray into darkness tonight

Then my phone lights up
Waiting on a text
I’m telling everyone
About the way we met

I think I believe in you more than I believe in myself
I think I believe in you more than I believe in myself

I’m at the airport, you’re circling above me
I’m squaring off below in the lines
I’m in the airspace out over Long Island
Ready to reverse our goodbye

I think I believe in you more than I believe in myself
I think I believe in you more than I believe in myself