love remembers the smell of a summer day.
lying in a hammock over fresh cut grass,
and the promise of forever.
love remembers the sound of the pouring rain,
beating down on the top of the car,
on the side of the road where it couldn’t wait.
yeah, love remembers.
i wish i could just forget you.
or lose the feelings i have.
or at least not be at your beck and call.
but i can’t seem to walk away from you.
even though i’m throwing myself at you.
and you’re still not just taking the risk.
you’re still chasing after her.
even though we both know i’m what you want.
or maybe that’s all talk, i’m not really sure.
but i wish you’d just pick.
and if it’s not me then let me go.
but if it is then hurry up and let me know.
cause i’m about to walk away.
