Little Things

Those little things...

Lead her to her make-believe world.

How could she be so somnolent?

And barely sees anything

Not any longer...

And until now, she still speculates...

Where did those little things left?

This time

For this time,I see you
I see us..
Happiness is when I divide it in two
And You divide them in four
And I breath it into
And when I pushed the green door
You took my hand and she kissed the floor
We swam across the bed of roses
Till we heard the echoes
And we watched him goes

Have you forggotten?

The way we laugh about nothing
The stupid things that we did
Those private sessions
Have you forgotten all that?

...or you just have remembered?