I wonder
How it would have been like if you had stayed
Would your parking spot would have been the same
Would your rustic tool box would have been in the shed
Or would an old copy of your favorite Tom Jones tunes,
would have played over and over
Every Sunday morning
It’s the little things we pondered the most
When hitting the ceiling
But we tried it in silence
Allowing the good times to simmer
Nov 8, 2015
Nov 8, 2015 at 8:27 AM UTC
I wonder
How it would have been like if you had stayed
Would your parking spot would have been the same
Would your rustic tool box would have been in the shed
Or would an old copy of your favorite Tom Jones tunes,
would have played over and over
Every Sunday morning
It’s the little things we pondered the most
When hitting the ceiling
But we tried it in silence
Allowing the good times to simmer
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