Sometimes I find myself sitting back and reminiscing
Especially when I have to watch other people kissing
And I remember when you started calling me your Mrs
All the play fighting
All the flirtatious disses
I'd tell you sad stories about my childhood
I dunno why I trusted you but I knew that I could
We'd spend the whole weekend
Lying in our own dirt
I was just so happy
In your boxers and your t-shirt


Dreams, dreams of when we had just started things
Dreams of you and me
It seems, it seems
That I can't shake those memories
I wonder if you have the same dreams too


The littlest things that take me there
I know it sounds lame but it's so true
I know it's not right but it seems unfair
That thing's are reminding me of you
Sometimes I wish we could just pretend
Even if only for one weekend
So come on
Tell me
Is this the end?




Drinkin' tea in bed, didn't watch DVD's

When I discovered all your photos
You didn't take me out shopping
When we did
And all we'd buy is trainers
As if we ever needed anything to entertain us
The first time that you introduced me to your friends
And you could tell that I was nervous
but you didn't hold my hand
When I was feeling down, you'd make that face you do
But why is there's no-one in the world who could replace you?

I Wish Upon a Star on Sunday, November 15, 2009