Taking a train to my favorite years
we cuddled up to get rid of our fears
You left a memory, your head in my lap
that I'm having troubles to erase and forget
I usually sleep by this time at night
unless I remember that wonderfull sight
of you in your PJ's and me in between
your kisses and hugs and stone figurines
If you would look back and resite it to me
I'm sure it would seem different and free
but I was caged up in emotions for two
and you never told me just what I should do
The train is still rolling but in a straight line
Im not sure if Im speeding or wasting my time
there's not much to share but cider and stout
I'm glad I stopped by, but my sand's running out.
Back in reality and too late for sleep
of all flashbacks there's one I will keep
with your head slightly tilted speaking your mind
about the world that sucks but that I'm still one of a kind
Internet Sensation
, have missed you around the place.
