Box the Oxford - 1922

It might be too much for the modern eye,
But I can fantasize our history (ohh)
so tell me a story through nostalgic eyes
so I can romanticize like child
like lights that catch me be

Feel like it's 1922 and I just fell in love with you
we've got nothing to do but we can drive to nowhere
maybe we'll drink a few
and we'll give each other that same tattoo
we'll stay past our curfew
that's when they say the night loathes
(the night loathes)

And now I'm feeling like that even though we're spent under the neon lights
and even with our eyes closed tight
I feel the heat of you and me
when I cool it down even with out hair out in the summer breeze
Just like those fast movies where the kids are free
and they can't slow us down

and by one way flight
if only you and I
fly back in time

Feel like it's 1922 and I just fell in love with you
we've got nothing to do but we can drive to nowhere
maybe we'll drink a few
and we'll give each other that same tattoo
we'll stay past our curfew
that's when they say the night loathes
(the night loathes)

Feel like it's 1922 and I just fell in love with you
we've got nothing to do but we can drive to nowhere
maybe we'll drink a few
and we'll give each other that same tattoo
we'll stay past our curfew
that's when they say the night loathes
(the night loathes)

Feel like it's 1922 and I just fell in love with you
we've got nothing to do but we can drive to nowhere
maybe we'll drink a few
and we'll give each other that same tattoo
we'll stay past our curfew
that's when they say the night loathes
(the night loathes)

The night loathes
The night loathes
The night loathes