supernatural

Oh, that I could go where the sunshine doesn't flow

Instead it drips down our backs like wax

By the light of June, we're howling at the moon

You already knew I wasn't coming back

There's a sea in your eyes, secrets in your smile

Your tongue drips down my back like wax

I was born in June, a hundred years too soon

You knew I lied when I said I was coming back

You're so supernatural