it was sun in your hair
it was under the table
it was holding your chair
and i wanted
to tell you
i had feelings for you
it was late night parties
it was waking afternoon
it was Ray-Ban faring
it was ending way too soon
and i wanted
to make you
a part of my own
and i wanted
to show you
inside of my heart
i can see the poster of us in france
and if your room was laid out like that again
i can hear the leaves as you looked back at me
and if your heart was still mine to keep
but now everything is
soooo
fucked up
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