1 2 3 4 5, Count till you open your eyes To turn the fan down It's getting kinda cold Let's be something new I'll lead, will you follow? The Sun is peeping now, Its curious and wowed It's been there for mornings after dreams Am I now your road? Should I regress? To nights you didn't feel old So I tug the blanket hard, I think I need an answer I'm tired of running miles I've finally found romance here. 1 2 3 4 5, Count till you open your eyes To turn the fan down It's getting kinda cold Let's be something new I'll lead, will you follow? So I tug the blanket hard, I think I need an answer I'm tired of running miles I've finally found romance here.