Spring Snow (To Georgia #2)
Secret smiles and snow in April
Walking on stones with your hand in mine
Laughing at nothing - tasting sweat
Waking everyday to feeling fine
A breath of air I’ve never had
The weight of flesh pressing to skin
Softness of your brushing lips
Simple pleasure of doing it over again
I don’t want to give you the words
But bathe you in the feeling
Of smoking after dinner
Watching a tiny spider dance on the ceiling
Fingertips gliding along your body
Strange looks at oranges with coke
A sunset I’ll never forget
Giving away money while going broke
Pajama bottoms and a t-shirt
Feeling safe and falling into sleep
Whispers on ears and being amazed
Packing our bags and fighting the urge to weep
A new morning and final plans
Driving on the wrong side of the road and soon we’ll be flying
Holding you to me and not wanting release
Sad smiles and a feeling undying
This is the feeling of making dreams come true
This is the feeling of making memories of me and you
Walking on stones with your hand in mine
Laughing at nothing - tasting sweat
Waking everyday to feeling fine
A breath of air I’ve never had
The weight of flesh pressing to skin
Softness of your brushing lips
Simple pleasure of doing it over again
I don’t want to give you the words
But bathe you in the feeling
Of smoking after dinner
Watching a tiny spider dance on the ceiling
Fingertips gliding along your body
Strange looks at oranges with coke
A sunset I’ll never forget
Giving away money while going broke
Pajama bottoms and a t-shirt
Feeling safe and falling into sleep
Whispers on ears and being amazed
Packing our bags and fighting the urge to weep
A new morning and final plans
Driving on the wrong side of the road and soon we’ll be flying
Holding you to me and not wanting release
Sad smiles and a feeling undying
This is the feeling of making dreams come true
This is the feeling of making memories of me and you