364 days till I'm 21
there's no combination of words
i could put on the back of a postcard
no song i could sing
but i can try for your heart
our dreams, and they are made out of real things
like a, shoebox of photographs
with sepia-tone loving
love is the answer,
at least for most of the questions in my heart
like why are we here? and where do we go?
and how come it's so hard?
it's not always easy and
sometimes life can be deceiving
i'll tell you one thing its always better when we're together
i believe in memories
they look so, so pretty when i sleep
hey now, and when i wake up,
you look so pretty sleeping next to me
but there is not enough time,
and there is no song i could sing
and there is no, combination of words i could say
i could put on the back of a postcard
no song i could sing
but i can try for your heart
our dreams, and they are made out of real things
like a, shoebox of photographs
with sepia-tone loving
love is the answer,
at least for most of the questions in my heart
like why are we here? and where do we go?
and how come it's so hard?
it's not always easy and
sometimes life can be deceiving
i'll tell you one thing its always better when we're together
i believe in memories
they look so, so pretty when i sleep
hey now, and when i wake up,
you look so pretty sleeping next to me
but there is not enough time,
and there is no song i could sing
and there is no, combination of words i could say