I crossed a line

And you followed close behind

We were cherry-red in your forest-green

1993 grand cherokee.

You knew the scenic route

I knew the shortcut and shut my mouth

Isn't that what love's about?

Doing whatever to draw it out.

This is bliss, this is hell

Forever is a feeling, and I know it well.

I'm no good at faces or names

Places or dates

Zip codes and time zones

But I remember everywhere we've ever been and when

I remember thinking you were pretty when we met

I'm reading you like road signs

Tell me where to go, my wrists are in your zip tie

Twenty-five to life

Why not?

Yeah, you're smart

But you're dumb at heart

And that's a good start

This is bliss, this is hell

Forever is a feeling, and I know it well.

Forever is a feeling (I know it well)

Forever is a feeling (I know it well)

Forever is a feeling

Forever is a feeling

Forever is a feeling (forever)

Forever is a feeling (forever)

Forever is a feeling

Forever is a feeling (forever)