I want to go where no one knows our names, my darling dear
Where we can become a perfect pair of human beings, my darling dear
The flags we've made, we will forsake
And the maps we bring, we'll burn
The pages have singed for you, my darling dear
Degrees of awe are present in the ice, a sheet on this road
The last time I'll see frozen water in a three-week beard or on your coat
No phone numbers to cellular phones we'll need to know
Failures, distresses, pictures of prom dresses left in this snow
The flags we've made, we will forsake
And the maps we bring, we'll burn
The pages singe for you, my darling dear
No baggage brought to check no arms outstretched, we wrote our parents goodbye letters
With postage paid, all ties are cut
No return addresses is uncouth but for the better
With shifting in 1B, there's room for knees, the first time in leather seats
But I'm calm, all I want is stored under upholstered floating foam or sitting next to me
The flags we've made, we will forsake
And the maps we bring, we'll burn
The pages singe for you, my darling dear
I want to go where no one knows our names, my darling dear
Where you and I can both become a pair of human beings, my darling dear