You won’t believe me
When I say I’m holding beauty
As we walk together
My little drop of heaven
You grin and snicker
Sometimes we look for places
Sometimes we reach places
You smile and say
Baby I dun care where we go
And I walk more roads with you
You try to tie your hair
Clumsy you, Drop your clip
I just glare.
And you ask me what I’m thinking
I think god is a brilliant artist
You made me realize this.
Sometimes we look for places
Sometimes we reach places
You smile and say
Don’t laugh at me
And I walk more roads with you
Feb 13, 2012
Feb 13, 2012 at 4:11 AM UTC
You won’t believe me
When I say I’m holding beauty
As we walk together
My little drop of heaven
You grin and snicker
Sometimes we look for places
Sometimes we reach places
You smile and say
Baby I dun care where we go
And I walk more roads with you
You try to tie your hair
Clumsy you, Drop your clip
I just glare.
And you ask me what I’m thinking
I think god is a brilliant artist
You made me realize this.
Sometimes we look for places
Sometimes we reach places
You smile and say
Don’t laugh at me
And I walk more roads with you
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