Picnic Love

Up under this tree we found love, the sky was looking down from above, Love found its way to come between us, Everyone's out on a picnic lunch, the only food we're eating is love for brunch. Peanut Butter jelly, White tennis-shoes, back in the old days, you know how we use to do. Set back have a mile conversation, talking about life and every ridiculous situation. When we set and talk, Our day is about over with, then we'll chat and text each other the day after the picnic. A beautiful day with just me and you, being in love like teenagers, back in High-School. Each wind that blow, My love grows closer. We'll cherish this moment as our days get older.