Here's the plain

I want to walk in the cold
with your arm on my shoulder,
stay here forever,
and never get older.
Laugh at eachother
for things that we've said
in the past and the present.
And what lies ahead.

I want to wake up beside you,
stay half asleep,
get lost in the covers, and
forever be
in a fine state of mind
with our bodies intwined,
and the passage of time
won't matter anymore.
Anymore.

So here is a song
that I wrote on a good day.
I hate to make you sad
with all the bad ones
that I play.
You know, even though
that I sometimes get angry,
I'm really just crazy.
So tell me that maybe

I want to wake up beside you,
stay half asleep,
get lost in the covers, and
forever be
in a fine state of mind
with our bodies intwined,
and the passage of time
won't matter anymore.
Anymore.

I could make you pancakes in the morning.
I promise you that this time I'll have eggs.
Please forgive me thinking you're adorable.
Maybe we should spend the day in bed.

I want to wake up beside you,
stay half asleep,
get lost in the covers, and
forever be
in a fine state of mind
with our bodies intwined,
and the passage of time
won't matter anymore.
Anymore.