Do you wanna hang out?
We can fingerpaint now.
'Cuz I know that you love the stuff
that reminds you of being young.
Witnessing the sunset (the new day will await us)
We can use our thumbprints (all over the plain walls)
And we can bend our knuckles (paired up to shape hearts)
We won't always be amateurs (we can fingerpaint now)
We're never growing older, there's nothing anyone can do.
Your hand may be in mine, your soul deep in mine too.
Do you wanna hang out? We can fingerpaint now.
'Cuz I know you love the things that make you feel young again.
Nov 11, 2010
Nov 11, 2010 at 11:03 PM UTC
Do you wanna hang out?
We can fingerpaint now.
'Cuz I know that you love the stuff
that reminds you of being young.
Witnessing the sunset (the new day will await us)
We can use our thumbprints (all over the plain walls)
And we can bend our knuckles (paired up to shape hearts)
We won't always be amateurs (we can fingerpaint now)
We're never growing older, there's nothing anyone can do.
Your hand may be in mine, your soul deep in mine too.
Do you wanna hang out? We can fingerpaint now.
'Cuz I know you love the things that make you feel young again.
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