"I remember making love on a Sunday
like throwing hearts in a fresh cut grass in May
woah
I remember making out on the airplane
Still afraid of flying, but with you I'd die today
woah
I remember the smell of your skin forever
Love us being stupid together"
like throwing hearts in a fresh cut grass in May
woah
I remember making out on the airplane
Still afraid of flying, but with you I'd die today
woah
I remember the smell of your skin forever
Love us being stupid together"
Yeasayer :: I Remember
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