If I wrote you a song,
Would listen to it on a daily basis?
Would you rewrite my past,
And hand me brand new pages?
I don't want to spend this life wasted,
Unless I'm wasting Friday nights with you.
You're different from the rest,
You actually stay true.
I can read you like book,
See right through who you are.
I didn't expect to receive you, as I wished upon that star.
You stained my lips with yours,
That's a feeling I adore.
I never wanted to wash that taste away.
I've loved you forever and a day.
May 23, 2012
May 23, 2012 at 12:21 AM UTC
If I wrote you a song,
Would listen to it on a daily basis?
Would you rewrite my past,
And hand me brand new pages?
I don't want to spend this life wasted,
Unless I'm wasting Friday nights with you.
You're different from the rest,
You actually stay true.
I can read you like book,
See right through who you are.
I didn't expect to receive you, as I wished upon that star.
You stained my lips with yours,
That's a feeling I adore.
I never wanted to wash that taste away.
I've loved you forever and a day.