The very first time I saw you there was Highsmith in your eyes
I supposed it was all the empty chatter you despised
It could’ve been misanthropy or cunning or delight
I reckoned I would find out if I made it through the night
We took that stale old fairy tale and punched it in the gums
Headlong into hotels, motels, palaces and slums
Montego to Vancouver down to Brooklyn NYC
I’m home no matter where I be since you came back for me
Here is where I want to be
Here is where I’m going to be
I’m studying the dashboard cracks by the light of a cigarette
Your shadow slips in view, yeah it’s you, I can tell by your silhouette
Now we’re in the car, we’re on the road, I see the moon is running too
When the sun comes up we’re still debating just who kidnapped who
Here is where I want to be
Here is where I’m going to be
Here is where I want to be
Here is where I am
