There isn't a better view
Than when the 6:00 sunset creeps
Through the ruffled blinds of the windows
And lands on one side of your face
As you're watching television
And laughing when something funny happens
There isn't a better feeling
Than when you're laying against my chest
Tracing the line of my veins on my arm
While I feel your heartbeat beat
In a harmonious composition with mine
There isn't a better sound in the world
Than when you let out that small,
Gentle, sweet laugh
That warms me more than any
Blanket could ever do
Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 6:47 PM UTC
There isn't a better view
Than when the 6:00 sunset creeps
Through the ruffled blinds of the windows
And lands on one side of your face
As you're watching television
And laughing when something funny happens
There isn't a better feeling
Than when you're laying against my chest
Tracing the line of my veins on my arm
While I feel your heartbeat beat
In a harmonious composition with mine
There isn't a better sound in the world
Than when you let out that small,
Gentle, sweet laugh
That warms me more than any
Blanket could ever do
