27.11.07

Back to Yesteryear

It's walking down a lane of perfectly lined trees
With the leaves falling down and the lamposts guiding my way
And i'm skipping
I'm such a child
It's cucumber sandwiches and dancing in mom's high heels
Falling all over the place with her lipstick mapping my face
And it's loud
I'm such a child
It's a look of complete happiness after rolling down a hill
With scrapes and bruises all over my knees from the trees i climbed last Tuesday
And i'm laughing
I'm such a child