Speaking In Cursive Songtext
Lazy summer days
spent laughing and running through the lawn
Feel the cool breeze in our hair;
we feel the summer sun burn our skin but we just don't care.
I remember when we would laugh all night
I cannot pretend, cause something isn't right
Oooooo, you surround me,
so honest when the world is fake
You're always speaking in cursive...
the sound of your thoughts getting entangled with mine
Oh dear, we've got a lot of things still left to do.
I dont care when people say that
'I waste all my time on you'
I love the nights when we went out...
to smoke our cigarettes,
and the way your chest would rise and fall with
EVERY SINGLE BREATH
I remember when we would laugh all night
I cannot pretend, cause something isn't right
Oooooo, you surround me,
so honest when the world is fake
You're always speaking in cursive...
the sound of your thoughts getting entangled with mine
I will not watch you fade...away....
Oooooo, you surround me,
so honest when the world is fake
You're always speaking in cursive...
the sound of your thoughts getting entangled with mine
spent laughing and running through the lawn
Feel the cool breeze in our hair;
we feel the summer sun burn our skin but we just don't care.
I remember when we would laugh all night
I cannot pretend, cause something isn't right
Oooooo, you surround me,
so honest when the world is fake
You're always speaking in cursive...
the sound of your thoughts getting entangled with mine
Oh dear, we've got a lot of things still left to do.
I dont care when people say that
'I waste all my time on you'
I love the nights when we went out...
to smoke our cigarettes,
and the way your chest would rise and fall with
EVERY SINGLE BREATH
I remember when we would laugh all night
I cannot pretend, cause something isn't right
Oooooo, you surround me,
so honest when the world is fake
You're always speaking in cursive...
the sound of your thoughts getting entangled with mine
I will not watch you fade...away....
Oooooo, you surround me,
so honest when the world is fake
You're always speaking in cursive...
the sound of your thoughts getting entangled with mine