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)