Full

I want the sound of the subway singing
In the station, ears still ringing
From the show last night

I want the sound of a morning greeting
From a stranger I see daily
My old friend

I want to feel the ease of the
Middle-of-the-day walk through the park with you
Hand in hand

I want to feel the grass on my feet
Feel the sweat roll down my cheek
Feel the heat

I want the smell of bourbon on my lips
At a crowded bar, beneath the stars
Dancing

I want the smell of your skin, salty
Breathing it in

I want to see the moon from the rooftop
Full as the day was

I want a full world
A real world, a real world
A real show, a real friend
Real heat, real salt, and real skin
The real stars, the real moon, a real day



Credits
Writer(s): Kayla Ringelheim
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