6 acessos
Your crooked smile
& my worn-in shoes
It was such a shame we had to lose so soon
The way you'd run so fast
And i would just stand still
Your feet were made to move, but mine never will
'cause i can't carry what won't fit
Inside my little coat pocket
And you just haven't got the space
For grown up feelings
And paperweights
& these things go right through you,
But they hit me like a heart attack
And now all our friends are moving on
I just want last summer back again