I saw your chubby fingers
and I saw your big toes
and I saw the wrinke under your nose
I saw this one little hair strand that you could never tie up right.
I always tried to fix it and put it behind your ear
but you always told me not to worry and leave it be
I could never leave you alone even if I tried.
Even when things went bad
I'd still sit around and think about how our feet would brush up while layin in bed.
I wanted to be stuck in time forever but like my jeans our love just faded.
Jan 8, 2014
Jan 8, 2014 at 2:03 PM UTC
I saw your chubby fingers
and I saw your big toes
and I saw the wrinke under your nose
I saw this one little hair strand that you could never tie up right.
I always tried to fix it and put it behind your ear
but you always told me not to worry and leave it be
I could never leave you alone even if I tried.
Even when things went bad
I'd still sit around and think about how our feet would brush up while layin in bed.
I wanted to be stuck in time forever but like my jeans our love just faded.
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