It is sunny and cold
And the leaves have turned brown,
It's a shame that we walk
Around two seperate towns,
Your hand in mine
Would warm up my smile
But instead I sit, gaze
And dream a little while
And the little while takes flight,
Flies into hopeless hope
Of romance, of love
Of hearts being home.
Through the window the sun
Rests on my shoulder
It might have felt like your kiss
If I could just be bolder
And tell you I saw you
This morning, half sleepy
I know it wasn't real
But it got my heart leaping
And that elephant juice
Or shoes for that matter
Just covers the truth
Makes feelings flatter
And as much as it's hard
Us being apart from each other
It's worth the wait;
I remember our summer.
(with James in mind)
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