Summer, Sunday nights
And lovers in broad daylight, oh
7, it reads on clocks
I'm so drunk off of every thought of you
Who knew?
Babe, know every way
I would try every day
To get to see your face
And say your name
And say I like you
To hold your hand
Build love in wastelands
And be the ghost in your retirement plans
Winter, winter wonderland
Dessert in the freezing cold and you're
Getting a little close to me
More than I had wanted, but it's awfully nice to be haunted, so
Baby, know every smile I make
'Cause of you, and every stupid word you say
I would try every day
To get to see your face
And say your name
And say I like you
To hold your hand
Build love in wastelands
And be the ghost in your retirement plans
I'm so drunk off of every thought of you
Who knew?
I'm not in love, I just love talking at night
When it all feels right
I imagine you in spite of the hurt I've tried to forget all this time
It's starting to go
I hope you know
The effect you've had on me
Amount of trust and honesty
Feeling so anxious lately
But I would try anyway
To get to see your face
And say your name
And say I like you
To hold your hand
Build love in wastelands
And be the ghost in your retirement plans
To get to see your face
And say your name
And say I like you
To hold your hand
Build love in wastelands
And be the ghost in your retirement plans
To get to see your face
YOU ARE READING
Songs I Write | IV
PoetryHello! - Please don't steal. - If you do use any or anything, just give credit, thanks. - 16 years old, England.
