Tip of My Tongue Lyrics

Bundled and sheltered from frostbite, from sparks a flame did soon ignite

Just disregard we're still in the backyard

She's offering me some insight, I nod to not seem impolite

Beneath the parch, we sit and dine on starch

As all those little thoughts in my head just fade away

I feel it in each fiber that I must say her name

I ask her, trying not to bite, isn't the moon beautiful tonight

With grace and charm to that of a smoke alarm

Her face and smile gleaming bright, she says there's no moon within sight

And that so far she seeing only stars

As all those little thoughts in my head just fade away

I feel it in each fiber that I must say her name

She's in every breath I draw, from lips to each lung

And even as time marches on, she's always on the tip of my tongue