Peter Time
That quality time
My hands in your fur
You noticed my voice
I saw your head turn
I'm never alone
I have this friend
To call my own
And every summer
We'd walk to no end
With someone I couldn't care less about
But it was worth spending time with you
And your hunger was relentless
Every moment you wanted my plate on the floor
And when I look back, fueling nostalgia
I'm filled with pain in my chest wishing I'd given you more
My hands in your fur
You noticed my voice
I saw your head turn
I'm never alone
I have this friend
To call my own
And every summer
We'd walk to no end
With someone I couldn't care less about
But it was worth spending time with you
And your hunger was relentless
Every moment you wanted my plate on the floor
And when I look back, fueling nostalgia
I'm filled with pain in my chest wishing I'd given you more
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Writer(s): November Day
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