Sometimes Memory Fails Me Sometimes
Where did you go? I wanted to know.
It’s those little things that you do that keep me hanging on to you.
The way you breathe a little sigh every time you look into my eyes.
The way you question all the answers,
with your question marks and i don’t care stares.
The way you tilt your head up to the sky very time a plane flies by.
The way you question all the answers,
with your question marks and i don’t care stares.
Where did you go? I wanted to know....
....It’s those little things that you do
.....That keep me hanging on to you.
The way you breathe a little sigh (every time you look into my eyes)
The way you question all the answers, (with your question marks and i don’t care stares)
The way you tilt your head up to the sky (very time a plane flies by).
The way you question all the answers (i don’t care)
