When my lips aren't on your lips,
When my hands aren't between yours.
When we're not laying side by side,
I'm thinking of you more and more.
When we're not cuddling on my bed,
Or looking for adventures to find,
When we're not together at all,
You're still running through my mind.
When I'm lonesome in my room,
And upset that we're apart,
If I cant hold you in my arms,
I'll be holding you in my heart.
Aug 20, 2011
Aug 20, 2011 at 5:05 AM UTC
When my lips aren't on your lips,
When my hands aren't between yours.
When we're not laying side by side,
I'm thinking of you more and more.
When we're not cuddling on my bed,
Or looking for adventures to find,
When we're not together at all,
You're still running through my mind.
When I'm lonesome in my room,
And upset that we're apart,
If I cant hold you in my arms,
I'll be holding you in my heart.
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