Gleaming
Her eyes shine brightly

Twinkling
Her eyes are sparkling

Eyes like sinking ships
Her eyes express sadness and despair

On waters so inviting
The sadness in her eyes is inviting to the artist

I almost jump in
The artist is tempted to dive into her sadness

But I don't like a gold rush, gold rush
The singer doesn't like the chaotic feeling of a sudden rush of attention

I don't like anticipating my face in a red flush
The singer doesn't like the feeling of being embarrassed or blushing

I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch
The artist doesn't like that others are so obsessed with her that it becomes unhealthy and potentially dangerous

Everybody wants you
Many people are drawn to her and desire her

Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you
Many people fantasize about being in a relationship with her

Walk past, quick brush
When she brushes past someone, it's a fleeting moment

I don't like slow motion double vision in rose blush
The artist doesn't like feeling overwhelmed, as if time is slowing down and everything is colored in pink

I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush
The singer doesn't like the feeling of falling in love, which can be euphoric but ultimately ends in heartache

What must it be like to grow up that beautiful?
The singer imagines what it would be like to be as beautiful as the person she's singing about

With your hair falling into place like dominos
Her hair falls gracefully, like dominoes toppling over

I see me padding 'cross your wooden floors
The artist imagines herself walking on the other person's floors in a relaxed, comfortable way

With my Eagles t-shirt hanging from the door
The artist imagines leaving her t-shirt behind on a hook or doorknob

At dinner parties
The singer imagines attending social events with the person she's singing about

I call you out on your contrarian shit
The singer isn't afraid to challenge the other person's opinions or beliefs

And the coastal town we wandered 'round had never seen a love as pure as it
The artist and the other person shared a unique, pure love that was unlike anything anyone in their town had ever seen

And then it fades into the gray of my day old tea
The memory of their love becomes less vivid over time, like a cup of tea that's been sitting out for too long

'Cause you know it could never be
The artist knows that she and the other person can never be together

My mind turns your life into folklore
The singer has romanticized the other person to the point where she's turned them into a legend or myth

I can't dare to dream about you anymore
The artist has accepted that she can't be with the other person and has stopped fantasizing about it

Won't call you out on your contrarian shit
The singer has stopped challenging the other person's beliefs or opinions

And the coastal town we never found will never see a love as pure as it
The singer and the other person never found the perfect place to be together, but they still had a pure love that can never be matched

'Cause it will never be
The singer knows that she and the other person can never be together