Aug 2014
I'm not one for settling down
With your head rested on my lap
While I fix you a flower crown
No, I'm not that much of a sap
You're not one for stone-cold girls
But I know you'll willingly unfurl
Your heart for me to figure out
In the meadow where we'll lounge about
With your head rested on my lap
While I fix you a flower crown
No, I'm not that much of a sap
You're not one for stone-cold girls
But I know you'll willingly unfurl
Your heart for me to figure out
In the meadow where we'll lounge about
I don't do romantic stuff and neither am I into it,
but my liking toward you perseveres.
but my liking toward you perseveres.
