All the fabric in the world and I still want yours the smell of lemon trees in the summer breeze. The feeling in your arms up in the winter cabin. Fireplace snowy days can't Believe it was all in my head. Because when I looked at you you looked back I should've known you missed what you had that's why you went back. Should've ended it here instead I gave the last open key turns out it was just so you could slam it in my face. I realize I'm not has open I wonder why when you need me I'm there then you disappear when I looked back.
