They handled a pint of love kids gloves and ordered what we could never resist, We automatically signed in and they laughed us through a portal of pretence. We could have never agreed if they were wrong or if were just mysterious We took this ride for but no one really knew where to They never certain and we still had hope.
We see the through the same eyes We are eyes so They are icons in tune with we do as friends Fighting as one we the setting sun each day We are militant and We are
They were very social and have and gone Love has no but as unsure as we were, we agreed to face the music inside Like a million poor faces, we were one We signed on to stay close and break up We were shocked by a no, even when meant, yes They were as cruel as they kind We were only once They were honest with a no; we wiser and sure
We see the through the same eyes We are eyes so They are icons in tune with we do as friends Fighting as one we meet the sun each day We are militant and We are
could not believe we could be one again We to be, at least, social Reuniting was what we had plans for and another game together New faces we all welcomed were met with and better songs, not the blues The newest ones we met us had structures that moved forward Meeting as we did, again, they, too were happy We be as solid as gold for another day They showed up to grow time
We see the through the same eyes We are eyes so They are icons in tune with we do as friends Fighting as one we the setting sun each day We are militant and We are