Sunday, August 21, 2011

When I Was Younger...

We would run and play all day
That good feeling when you’re tired from fun
And I’d never get cold then, no never

We would work hard in the garden
And we’d sweat and blink our stinging eyes
Then we’d spit peas at each other
And I’d never get cold, no never

We would climb into bed at night
Me in my bed, you all in yours
And I would pull the covers up to my chin
Just letting my head out to breathe
And I’d never get cold, no never

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