Its been a year
Since I’ve seen your spine
But after the fourth beer
I could tell that you were mine
My dear
It was a sign
We met on the pier
Drank down the wine
Since then, its been clear
That we were on cloud nine
Bright like a chandelier
Till we lost our shine.
May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 12:26 AM UTC
Its been a year
Since I’ve seen your spine
But after the fourth beer
I could tell that you were mine
My dear
It was a sign
We met on the pier
Drank down the wine
Since then, its been clear
That we were on cloud nine
Bright like a chandelier
Till we lost our shine.
