Writer: Joshua Cooper, Philip Graham Cooper, Sophia Grace Cox
Composer: Joshua Cooper, Philip Graham Cooper, Sophia Grace Cox
Lyrics
One, two, three, four
Heat lightning
Forged the forecast for your mind, forget
Never something here, why you calling me a regret?
Chase the perfect storms, only living off of reflex
Saw it coming, found something imperfect
Fool's gold you were living in the past tense
Nothing gold can stay when you're blinded by the sunset
Why'd you go insane over the picture in your head
Holding onto something that was only pretend
Never touched down
Close enough to touch
But you still thought I'd be
Your electric love
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh (Heat lightning)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh (Heat lightning)
You never had to fall for me and make it my fault
You still ring my phone but we both know that it was your call
To leave me in the silence but you're screaming at the walls
That you built to cut me off
Never touched down
Close enough to touch
But you still thought I'd be
Your electric love
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh (Heat lightning)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh (Heat lightning)