Let's hold in our breath Never to let go of it 'Cause it seems we've made a mess With nothing much to show of it And your plants could use a drink To help them with their growing That time I bathed you in the sink It's like your skin was glowing And when they drop the bomb Above the clouds we hovered The pillows tight between our legs The pleasure undiscovered So if you stay awake I promise you a nickel Because the storm's about to break Yeah the weather here is fickle Let's hold in our breath Never let go of it 'Cause it seems we've made a mess With nothing much to show of it With nothing much to show of it