Futon

Eyes the color of the woods
I've never found myself more comfortable
Breathing your air in
My love my oxygen baby
I could just stare into your light
Oh I
This is my love song
This is my dedication

You are a lovely start
To a story once i read
And it never ended
I'm driving in my car
And I crack a corny smile
Thinking how we met back then

Lay forever on my futon
I wouldn't mind us getting comfortable
You'd say you want a king size
Id let you pick the kind you want
Nashville, New York, Chicago
We'll go
This is a rarity
This is a common scarcity

You are a lovely start
To a story once I read
And it never ended
I'm driving in my car
And I crack a corny smile
Thinking how we met back then



Credits
Writer(s): Reagan Beem
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