Sometimes I place a pillow under my head and pretend
That I'm resting upon your thigh, why
Is it I find myself rubbing my back and
Running my fingers through my hair,
All because I wish you were there.
Sometimes I place a pillow under my head and pretend
That I'm resting upon your thigh, why
Is it I find myself rubbing my back and
Running my fingers through my hair,
All because I wish you were there.