Pyjama Pants - Cavetown

Don’t come 'round tonight

Don’t want you to see me cry

'Cause my face is red and ugly

I’m afraid that you won’t love me

He comes 'round anyway

Holds my face, says «it's okay.

I brought movies and a disc drive.

I’ll hold your hand at midnight».

Flicker on the screen

You sit close to me

I can finally breathe

And you rest your hand

On my pyjama pants

Feel my heart beat fast

Can we call today?

I just need to see your face

'Cause it melts me to a puddle

Trip on air and sprain my ankle

He’s a lavender bouquet

Spray it on my pillowcase

Make me warmer in the summer

Like the pigment in your fingers

Let’s go brush our teeth

Stand here next to me

Get 'em squeaky clean

And you rest your head

On my upper chest

Hear my heart beat fast

Wanna make you feel

Gentler than silk

Stronger than steel

Show him how to be calm

Wrap him 'round my arm

Remind each other what’s a lie

And what is real

What if we held hands

In our pyjama pants

While our hearts beat calmly at last?