i picture me and you in a fictional fable
hearing bluesy piano riffs playing on the horizon
i see you coming towards me on a paper boat
having a duchenne smile, red hair with a large over coat
while i sit by the lake waiting for you to come over
we lie on painted grass looking at pink skies
where its only me and you in the city till sunrise
i look at you painting a scene with a crayon
im wearing a red dress sitting on a skylawn
a mist of emotions fly when there came the twilight sky.
we smile as we watch the sky lights and cross fires
and talk about dreams and our ideal desires
that one day slowly we will make it sway
and walk out before it all fades away.
Jun 30, 2020
Jun 30, 2020 at 1:25 PM UTC
i picture me and you in a fictional fable
hearing bluesy piano riffs playing on the horizon
i see you coming towards me on a paper boat
having a duchenne smile, red hair with a large over coat
while i sit by the lake waiting for you to come over
we lie on painted grass looking at pink skies
where its only me and you in the city till sunrise
i look at you painting a scene with a crayon
im wearing a red dress sitting on a skylawn
a mist of emotions fly when there came the twilight sky.
we smile as we watch the sky lights and cross fires
and talk about dreams and our ideal desires
that one day slowly we will make it sway
and walk out before it all fades away.