| listen to "You, l" and I'm 16 again-sitting at my piano in my bedroom in New York with absolutely no idea what l'm playing. I know only what feels right. In the three years I waited to produce this song, it never failed to come back to me as one that deserved to be shared. I'm stoked that day has finally come. Perhaps the song carries a juvenile perspective on love-identifying a person outside oneself as a harbinger of comfort and hope enough to ease a pain, loneliness, and doubt about the promise of the future. That being said, I still love the way it conveys the potentially massive impact of minor interactions with radiant people. lyrics: I used to blow the candles on the cake Never wish for anything and curse my own name But we locked eyes one day and suddenly I was wishing on stars when I star gazed ‘Cause when it comes to you I am a lover not a fighter And when it comes to you My world feels a little lighter So can you take me home? Can you take me home? Can you take me home tonight? Baggy style couldn’t hide the pain Worn jean knees pray to be my saving grace Mmh you said my name and on my darkest day All my troubles faded away ‘Cause when it comes to you I am a lover not a fighter And when it comes to you My world feels a little lighter So can you take me home? Can you take me home? Can you take me home tonight? If I had known To know you is to love you And that love would be a drug And i could never get enough I would’ve never said hello A life without my fix is a crime Your absence is my kryptonite ‘Cause when it comes to you I And when it comes to you I Just take me home. Take me home Take me home All my lifemore