The Puppy Sang Songs to the Kitty Cat
my favorite person in the world wants one of these
i think they are hot
if they are small like so
I've got this ringing in my ears, from birds like feathered bombs
Yea we all wish we were younger
But arent we happy to grow old?
I could say, i've experienced life
Then i'll wish that i done somethings differently
Those memories
You know the kind
When she smiled i hid my face, too ashamed to be in love
Then she held me and i felt safe and warm
I must have said something that ill soon regret
cause when i woke up the next morning she was gone
And all she left was a jacket and a letter
Im not sure what she wrote
i just know it saddened me
Cause its up on my wall, stained by a few teardrops
If i only had the memory id be fine
I know you got some searching to do
and i hope you do it well
and find out something you never knew about yourself
And that when you discover
that somethings never change
youll return to me
and again use my name
if purpose finds its way here
and shatters all my doors
and keeps me on the edge of every seat
ill eat breakfast slower,
so that if you come through
we can have a cup of coffee
just like we used to
i understand, that im only dreaming
and that florida is so much farther than i thought
but one day i swear
time will stop for me
and then where will you be?
without me
tonight i got a hot date
i got a date with the night
and her
she knows whats up