Max Charles - Window Seat (Live @ the Grove) Lyrics

I don't think you're perfect
But I don't spend all day thinking about perfection
I never could've imagined you
'Cause damnit, you're not from my dreams, my dreams are from you

I have way too many things that I need to say to you
But if I had the opportunity I wouldn't have the guts to say it

I don't think I'm scared of you
I'm not scared of opening up to you
I'm not ashamed of what I've got to say
I think I'm just terrified of what might ensue

Imagine I'm hitchhiking along the longest, yet most gorgeous road known to man
The walk is breathtaking, but I've blisters on my feet - I dunno if I can
Then a bus pulls up to me, the doors open and the driver gives me a smile
He says "We've got one spare seat - 8th row back, but it's in the aisle"

What we are is already so much more than I ever expected
If my greed for more brings that to an end I wouldn't forgive myself for a second
Give me the window seat
Give me the window seat or stop this damn bus

My whole life is procrastination from this goddamn ultimatum
I've imposed upon myself to choose between pain or hell
I just want to enjoy you without this weighing me down

Oh, get out of the window seat
Let me sit in the window seat
We both know you're the reason I got on this bus
We both know the people in the window seats won't budge