if all the word…

if all the words in the world were your name,

then maybe i’d know what to call you.

 

i am not sorry for those things i said in the snow those years ago,

or the time that we rodethe bus all the way back to my house

because school was too fuckin’ lame, man

 

but somewhere in those eyes of yours i left a little boy

and now nothing has changed my world

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