Stitches

One, two, three, four

Oh
Perfect timing, pour me
Something ice cold
Please remind me
Whose turn
Is this damn dice roll
Cuz I've been feeling
Threadbare
Like I'm in major need
Of repair

And now you've
Got me in stitches
Laughing hard at that darn yarn
You told before
We're making marks
Tiny stitches
Woven in the fabric
That's stretched
From my door to yours
From door to door
My door to yours
From door to door

We're sewing, mending
We quilt together
A banner of our glories
By growing, extending
We've patched ourselves
Into each other's stories

And now you've
Got me in stitches
Laughing hard at that darn yarn
You told before
We're making marks
Tiny stitches
Woven in the fabric
That's stretched
From my door to yours
From door to door
My door to yours
From door to door
My door to yours
From door to door
From door to door
Door to door to door to door to door

Woven, whoa- oh-oh
Interwoven, whoa- oh-oh
Stretched from my door to yours
Door to door
My door to yours
Door to door to door to door to door



Credits
Writer(s): Brittany Wilson
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