Rooftop

If I'm the cop then you're the robber We'll play cowboys and indians in the yard for the slaughter I had a dream with you on this rooftop If not, then that's okay But if you are well I'm thinking that it's fate If I'm the sap than you're the maple And I'll stay close to you till, till I make it to your table Over the microphone over the video projector I almost called your name, but then I refrained Cause I will put those words away if its fate If its fate