All I do is trace the borderlines of what your eyes might look like tonight,
And all I do is kiss the corners of your kerosene smile that might burn my insides, in my dreams.
All I do baby is write a paragraph about the way your sunshine laugh might melt away any guard I have designed. (It's never good enough.)
I think about days and I think about ways to get to you but I guess I'll just meet you in our own time.
But till then, all I will do is memorize and fantasize the ways you might say 'I love you'
Jun 19, 2015
Jun 19, 2015 at 5:36 PM UTC
All I do is trace the borderlines of what your eyes might look like tonight,
And all I do is kiss the corners of your kerosene smile that might burn my insides, in my dreams.
All I do baby is write a paragraph about the way your sunshine laugh might melt away any guard I have designed. (It's never good enough.)
I think about days and I think about ways to get to you but I guess I'll just meet you in our own time.
But till then, all I will do is memorize and fantasize the ways you might say 'I love you'
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