I sang: oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Well I was the kite, and there was no wind.
You inhaled as deep as you could and blew through your teeth.

oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

And it's in the way you try so hard
to counteract the wild cards.
And it's in the way you make me love to live
just when things are looking dim.

'Cause then I was you, and passed out from lack of oxygen
but you were the autopilot that fixed everything.

Everything,
everything.

And we laid side by side; backs on the ground, eyes on the sky.
And we fell in love, as we watched the cotton balls go by.

'Cause it's in the way you try so hard
to counteract the wild cards.
And it's in the way you make me love to live
just when things are looking dim.