Little Tune
Sitting at the keyboard,
Playing your little tune,
It’s hard to realize,
That I lost you,
With the smell of roses,
Scents of your hair,
I visualize on the pillow,
That your still there…
Because,
You stole my army pants,
My blue bandana too,
Strapped around your head,
You were out of my room,
Because,
You stole my army pants,
My blue bandana too,
Strapped around your head,
You were out of my room,
But all I have of you,
Is this little tune,
In nothing but that sexy black bra,
Strolling my street,
I still hear you talk,
About the reasons why,
Remember when,
We got those matching tattoos,
With my name,
And yours too,
Because,
You stole my army pants,
My blue bandana too,
Strapped around your head,
You were out of my room,
Because,
You stole my army pants,
My blue bandana too,
Strapped around your head,
You were out of my room,
But all I have of you,
Is this little, little tune.
Copyright © Dani Petersen | Year Posted 2007
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