it had started to rain, but we didnt care
every word that was spoken held onto the air
your voice so smooth. your smile so nice. your eyes that stare at me when i'm not looking then when i do they don't shoot across the room. just make contact with mine. the way you follow me and impress me. the way you're never home. how you're very shy and can't make moves.


< 7:41 p.m. on 2002-05-25 >