speaking of you my words get stuck
somewhere between thought and throat
so i sit in silence with nothing but
my thoughts and my dare not hopes
i remember when we were kids
when all our days were experiments
all clumsy and messy and everything
an everyday waking dream
i miss those days...
no...
i miss you
I remember the first time i saw you
at the lake in your blue bathing suit
teaching kids with special needs
to stand on a pair of skis
i miss that day...
no...
i miss you
speaking of you my words get stuck
somewhere between thought and throat
so i sit in silence with nothing but
my thoughts and my dare not hopes
if i could just go back
and commit one single act
i would try to make you laugh
go i miss that joyful sound
i miss us sneaky going down
i wish you were still around
i miss those days...
no..
i miss you
i remember that time I got caught
picture of thumb wrestlers on my cock
your mom i thought she'd explode
she didn't but she smiled at me though
i miss those days...
no...
i miss you
yes i do
i miss you
i miss you