razors on arms, and blood on the floor
there's simply nothing I'd want more
feet above ground ; neck around string
these were a few of my favorite things
tear stained face, mother's screams
can't forget fathers mood swings
the bruises that their fights bring
these were a few of my favorite things.
Your neck kisses bring me more
how my smile reflects yours
the way you make my heart spring
these are a few of my favorite things
the way my body fits on yours
you always have me wanting more
you'll be mine and I'll be yours
always singing out the door
the way you make my heart sing;
that is one of my favorite things.