The sky was falliNg
You grabbEd my hand
We ran until Our shoes were soaked
The city cRied
But we just smiLed
WE rode our laughter like a boat
They said the night wAs ruined
I doN't agree
It waS an unforgettable memory.
Mar 30, 2014
Mar 30, 2014 at 9:58 PM UTC
The sky was falliNg
You grabbEd my hand
We ran until Our shoes were soaked
The city cRied
But we just smiLed
WE rode our laughter like a boat
They said the night wAs ruined
I doN't agree
It waS an unforgettable memory.
Bourbon Street meant nothing compared to holding your hand.
