Citrus Maxima - Sprouts

Library Card

Whatcha thinkin', you got it made?
Ain't not reason to fuss
You set your blanket down in the shade
So you could talk to the bugs
You left your paperback at home
I think it's all just fluff
You only want me for my library card

So baby, maybe
You see the signs in your head
But I don't like astrology
So read my mind instead

Treadin' lightly on the fallen leaves
I want you to stay
But summer's over and I'm not discreet
About wastin' the day
You left your spiral notebook
On my front seat
I read your doodles and you don't seem far

So baby, maybe
You see the signs in your head, yeah
But I don't need an apology
So read the stars instead

Air is fresher than a laundry sheet
The Town is packing it in
I'll write a letter to you every day, until I
See you again

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Writer(s): Maxwell Gucinski
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