Oct 18, 2005 23:30
I Looked out the car window and saw us running through the field toward the trees with burlap bags under our arms. Running home, playing tag. of course! Wait...why are we 15 years older..? We've been working hard all day, gathering things for...something
I'm not done yet.
"You go your way, I'll go mine
But I'll see you next time
It's all been done
It's all been done
It's all been done before
If I put my fingers here
And if I say "I love you, dear"
And if I play the same three chords
Will you just yawn and say
It's all been done"