Pick Me

The heavens are fine. Only worried now
With a good half of us joined in twos

Our minds were all set, imagined ”then” and ”now”
We knew but we didn't know

When the streets are on fire, and the heavens tired
and you've done all of your things well

With the moments lined up, they're a million now
and if you need to pick one, pick me

If I'm lost, without cause, or getting nervous now
and if you ever want far to go
My baby don't leave just remind me back
”was anything ever as good”

And my head is on fire can you hear me now?
If you need to pick one, pick me
Even with the best of our love in the rear view now
Pick me