your eyes, looking into mine
stairway talks
hanging in the afternoon
something about your smile,
captivated me

summer '19
sun blessing us
as soft as your skin

the TV's green light
washes this room,
playing the same records
'cause I still think about you

you're close but never enough
my hand can almost touch yours
but this could never be us

the subtlety of innocence hangs in the air
we used to dream everytime
'cause everything was still possible

season fever
still and forever

we made promises we can't keep
and maybe that's what growing up is

I wish I'd go back in time
just to make things right
just to hold you tight
but would it worth it?