He and I make plans to run away together 

We talk until we fall asleep every night 

We take the clichés and we fix them up real pretty 

like they’re ours.

We’ve got a diet made exclusively of pizza 

Our conversations range from Freud to make-believe 

I’d be okay with being his until forever, 

And I know that he’d agree.

No regrets for being young 

Our heads in the clouds, our feet on the ground 

I’m sure to drive you wild 

But just wild enough,

just crazy enough 

And we’ll slow it down, until time breaks 

Because we're smart enough to learn from their mistakes.