Warm Jets

We all lack I know

But babe

I've got your back

You know

I made a little pact and

It goes under my skull

With all my plans and woes

And the nerves that

Move my hands and toes

And the nerves that

Make me nervous

Under my skull

Warm jets

Climbing overhead

And out there

I know this and that

I know this and that about love

I know that there's your body

And mine in tow

We are swimming to the surface

Up from below

And some things give us a scare

They catch us unawares

Like the beating saying yes

Under my chest

Warm beds hiding us in them

And out there

I know this and that

I know this and that