Teardrops and Tequila

you won't catch me

I wouldn't call it a deep love, this much I know is true

Though when my mind begins to wander it finds its way to you

I'm jealous of the coffee mug that gets to kiss your lips awake

And I'm jealous of the sun who is first see your face

I wouldn't call it unconditional love- though I dream of you at night

Because with such love- comes risk of falling, and I'm terrified of heights