I don't know how you do it,
How you're both so big and small.
I fell just as the leaves did;
I for you and them for Fall.
I've never given so much
And received much in return,
But you've turned that around;
Shown me that love is grown and earned.
Your breathing in the nighttime;
Your clock beside the bed;
Your sleeping speech of nonsense;
Your image in my head.
I don't know how you do it,
How you're both so big and small.
I fell just as the leaves did;
I for you and them for Fall.
May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 12:09 AM UTC
I don't know how you do it,
How you're both so big and small.
I fell just as the leaves did;
I for you and them for Fall.
I've never given so much
And received much in return,
But you've turned that around;
Shown me that love is grown and earned.
Your breathing in the nighttime;
Your clock beside the bed;
Your sleeping speech of nonsense;
Your image in my head.
I don't know how you do it,
How you're both so big and small.
I fell just as the leaves did;
I for you and them for Fall.
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