The sight of freshly cut grass
As your toes ricochet off of them
Will never cease to entice me.
Your fingertips reach out
And graze mine
And with that
Every field
Every leaf
Every tree
I'll ever see again
Will remind me of you.
The sight of freshly cut grass
As your toes ricochet off of them
Will never cease to entice me.
Your fingertips reach out
And graze mine
And with that
Every field
Every leaf
Every tree
I'll ever see again
Will remind me of you.