When The Sky Clears

Restless, the couch is getting older
At best this is California sober
Your head is wresting on my shoulder
Lose the blankets
I like it when we're colder

Five years is long enough to know you
Its been quite clear
I'm better when I hold you
Now your mine dear
And there's something that I owe you
When the sky clears
You'll see everything I've shown you