There are so many things
we can't understand
but we look the other way
sometimes we get it wrong
and don't correct it
because we don't know where we are headed
Get in your car
I want you so much
Come to my house
We'll get ****** up
then go to sleep
I will hold you close
and wonder if were in too deep
When you walk down the street
Do you see my face?
In the windows and the shops
That we used to go to
Do you remember those times?
When everything was good
and you cooked for me
while you were naked
The dishes were clean
and you made up the bed
with a note on it
saying you that you loved me
but I made a mistake
that I cannot undo
and I see your refection
in the windows
Jan 12, 2014
Jan 12, 2014 at 1:42 PM UTC
There are so many things
we can't understand
but we look the other way
sometimes we get it wrong
and don't correct it
because we don't know where we are headed
Get in your car
I want you so much
Come to my house
We'll get ****** up
then go to sleep
I will hold you close
and wonder if were in too deep
When you walk down the street
Do you see my face?
In the windows and the shops
That we used to go to
Do you remember those times?
When everything was good
and you cooked for me
while you were naked
The dishes were clean
and you made up the bed
with a note on it
saying you that you loved me
but I made a mistake
that I cannot undo
and I see your refection
in the windows
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