Love woven in secondhand sunlight
Threadbare room but it fits us just fine
Every little crack in the plaster
Catching gold like it's by design
We don't need a perfect morning
Just your hand in this borrowed life
Love woven in secondhand sunlight
Holding on holding on tight
Plates don't match in the kitchen
Three forks and a crooked shelf
You hang your hope on the fridge door
With lists we keep writing ourselves
The landlord paints over the leaking
We place bowls and we make a joke
Steam rising out of the sink babe
You kiss me through peeling smoke
Love woven in secondhand sunlight
Threadbare room but it fits us just fine
Every little crack in the plaster
Catching gold like it's by design
We don't need a perfect morning
Just your hand in this borrowed life
Love woven in secondhand sunlight
Holding on holding on tight
Maybe one day we'll trade off these walls
But I'll still chase the way your voice falls
Soft in the half glow soft on my name
If all this fades I'll remember the frame
Love woven in secondhand sunlight
Threadbare room but it fits us just fine
Every little crack in the plaster
Catching gold like it's by design
We don't need a perfect morning
Just your hand in this borrowed life
Love woven in secondhand sunlight
Holding on holding on tight