I see you in my tea,
Because before you would be here, sipping and smiling with me.
And I see you in the flowers,
Because we'd sit amongst the poppies for hours, speaking over the breeze.
Oh, I see you in the forest,
Because your eyes, they stole their colour from the trees.
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 7:02 PM UTC
I see you in my tea,
Because before you would be here, sipping and smiling with me.
And I see you in the flowers,
Because we'd sit amongst the poppies for hours, speaking over the breeze.
Oh, I see you in the forest,
Because your eyes, they stole their colour from the trees.
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