There's a painting on your wall of two big waterfalls that flow into each other, like us.
one of them is subtle and the other one is fighting with the wind to catch up
the water touches color, and the light begins to cover up the dark, in us.
and the waterfall reflects on me, the one true thing i see in you.
there's an apple form your apple tree, in your backyard, that fell so far, like us.
it stands out from the rest cause it's the brightest shade of red, like our love once was.
we watched it fight with gravity and listened to it fall into a bed of leaves the apple shed an apple seed and grew into a tree, for you.
here's our only conversation we've every had without using our words to show. and our love is a creation of all the things that have ever had the chance to grow
there's the neighbor kid who's sitting by the street with confidence and smiles, selling lemonade
a quarter at a time he takes from everyone who sees his wooden sign he worked so hard to make.
he sits for hours selling smiles around the neighborhood until he finally came to us
we took our sips and smiled, and he said, "are you in love?"
here's our only conversation we've ever have without using our words to show. and our love is a creation of all the things that have ever had the chance the chance of growing up Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
