I try writing but all that comes to mind is you your brown hair and your round nose your thin legs and arms your bright eyes I can only think of the way I want to do everything with you Everything on earth I want to intently study how rain falls I want to have lazy sundays Where all we do is watch movies from the eighties And drink warm tea and make forts of blankets and sheets I want to watch the way the stars twinkle in the dead of night From the top of my building I want to slow dance with no music and only the rhythm of our hearts I want to see the world with you And dream with you I just want to be with you