Bungalow - Scott Helman

There’s a place I go where there’s no heat

But it never gets cold, and that I know for sure

There’s a rusted gate and a chandelier

A flowered door and a mattress on the floor

She lays me down so low here under the stars

And knowing it won’t last just tears me apart

This is how it goes

This is how it goes

Baby, we’re rolling

Just a boat on the ocean

Up in the sky

Heaven so close

Taking off your clothes

Taking off my clothes

Give me a moment

I don’t care if it’s stolen

Way up high

In your sweet little bungalow

She’s got a temper, yeah like a redhead

A tabby cat and a tattoo she regrets

She’s a carpenter with a book of poems

Got another side that no one really knows

Watching through the window you smile in the dark

Knowing we can’t stay here, but you left a mark

This is how it goes

This is how it goes

Baby, we’re rolling

Just a boat on the ocean

Up in the sky

Heaven so close

Taking off your clothes

Taking off my clothes

Give me a moment

I don’t care if it’s stolen

Way up high

In your sweet little bungalow

This is enough, don’t be insecure

As long as you kiss me when I walk through your window

To your door and I’ll know

When the night is filled with cold

We’ll be warm, and nothing matters

When the world is moving slow

I got you in my arms

Now it’s fine, don’t feel low

This is how it goes

This is how it goes

Baby, we’re rolling

Just a boat on the ocean

Up in the sky

Heaven so close

Taking off your clothes

Taking off my clothes

Give me a moment

I don’t care if it’s stolen

Way up high

In your sweet little bungalow