On my last week in New York, you tipped my glass and said
"I used to know when you laughed," I was dead
I like your eyes when they hide behind the lens
You bite your lips when you are concentrated
You own this world, but you're gentle with it
You own the room, I just come to visit
Kiss big, sleep sweet, think of me
Kiss big, sleep sweet, think of me, me, ooh
Your voice dips in and out of line
Jesus, billboards, and the night sky
You're in a car to go and meet your friends
They say you miss me and the call ends
You own this world, but you're gentle with it
We're hours apart, but we share the minutes
Kiss big, sleep sweet, think of me
Kiss big, sleep sweet, think of me, me, ooh
I'd pause the alarm and walk in the cold
And wish we'd met forever ago
I'd watch you but let you sleep
And wait for you to move to me
I'd hear you, but not know what you say
And wish I understood you anyway
I'd talk and fight and work things out
'Til they're alright
I, I, I, I
I, I, I, I
I, I, I, I
Kiss big, sleep sweet, think of me, me