AlaskaSouth

*Shioro

AlaskaSouth

Your hand fits in mineLike it's made just for meBut bear this in mindIt was meant to beAnd I'm joining up the dotsWith the freckles on your cheeksAnd it all makes sense to me
          
          I know you've never lovedThe crinkles by your eyesWhen you smileYou've never lovedYour stomach or your thighsThe dimples in your backAt the bottom of your spineBut I'll love them endlessly
          
          I won't let these little thingsSlip out of my mouthBut if I doIt's youOh, it's youThey add up toI'm in love with youAnd all these little things
          
          You can't go to bedWithout a cup of teaAnd maybe that's the reasonThat you talk in your sleepAnd all those conversationsAre the secrets that I keepThough it makes no sense to me
          
          I know you've never lovedThe sound of your voice on tapeYou never want to know how much you weighYou still love to squeeze into your jeansBut you're perfect to me
          
          I won't let these little thingsSlip out of my mouthBut if it's trueIt's youIt's youThey add up toI'm in love with youAnd all these little things
          
          You'll never love yourselfHalf as much as I love youYou'll never treat yourself right darlin'But I want you toIf I let you knowI'm here for youMaybe you'll love yourself like I love youOh
          
          I've just let these little thingsSlip out of my mouth'Cause it's youOh, it's youIt's youThey add up toAnd I'm in love with youAnd all these little things
          
          I won't let these little thingsSlip out of my mouthBut if it's trueIt's youIt's youThey add up toI'm in love with youAnd all your little things
          
          Tu mano encaja en la míacomo si estuviera hecha solo para mi,Pero hay que tener en cuentaque estaba destinado a sery estoy uniendo los puntoscon las pecas en tus mejillasY todo tiene sentido para mi.
          
          Se que nunca has amadolas arrugas de tus ojoscuando sonríes,Se que nunca te gustotu estomago o tus piernas,los hoyuelos de tu espaldaal final de la columna,Pero yo los amo infinitamente.

AlaskaSouth

Your hand fits in mineLike it's made just for meBut bear this in mindIt was meant to beAnd I'm joining up the dotsWith the freckles on your cheeksAnd it all makes sense to me
          
          I know you've never lovedThe crinkles by your eyesWhen you smileYou've never lovedYour stomach or your thighsThe dimples in your backAt the bottom of your spineBut I'll love them endlessly