I Dream Of A Normal Life With You Where Breakfast Lasts Until The Sun Goes Down
You are making breakfast in every dream that I have of you. You are in the kitchen, your soft middle pressed…
You are making breakfast in every dream that I have of you. You are in the kitchen, your soft middle pressed…
You’re about to turn twenty, and they never remind you how young that is.
You could save me even if I didn’t need saving.