"Tell a secret about yourself," she asked, and this is what I wrote I like to sit on my roof and watch melon skies fade to dark In the light of the moon and in the warmth of summer ending I think about you I sit looking at my life like it's a dying city I've set my hurdles high but if I get a running start then I can clear it all Did you know, when we get rid of all the lights its amazing how many stars there are The notes fall softly on my guitar and I just sing along Of all the cars and houses and lawns set before me I never imagined them moving All I can picture is this open window and you climbing inside