I was staring at the view, a gaze I'd never seen before It was nearly half past two, hotel rooftop in New York She was wearing blue jeans We were chasing our dreams And I'm hitting the road now I don't wanna slow down All those nights when we were wasted Who would have thought it may be true? It's close enough where I can taste it It boils down to me and you It all comes down to me and you We were young, naive and unsure, nothing ever felt so real I was breathing in the moment, pulling on an empty reel She was wearing blue jeans We were chasing our dreams And I'm hitting the road now I don't wanna slow down All those nights when we were wasted Who would have thought it may be true? It's close enough where I can taste it It all comes down to me and you It all comes down to me and you It all comes down to me and you I can't tell if I'm sinking into something ever so lightly Or if treading became a defense mechanism But I think that we're stronger than we think we are when we float around the thought of Being worth something more than a little bit of engagement And if you set aside the strength, the love, the loss, the hope, and the learning I am loving really loosely, and really freely Because if we're fighting, then at least we're caring And maybe I'm stronger than I think I am And maybe we're stronger than we think we are