it's those words and those phrases
that you'd mumble in my hair and it falls down to my shoulders
you tell me to try something new like writting under stars
and when i gaze in your eyes i feel a tug a weight pulling me in
and i wanna go but your head moves away and i just can't take it
but i would be happy, to be with you
your eyes are like the sea so open so many possiblities
your lips are like my bed so comforting to soft that i'd wanna roll in them
and the outside is how you smell
you smell like me
your movements your reactions are so free
would you please teach me
i would be happy, to be with you
now you know |
