My bruddah filmed and edited this for me, he is one half (the less pretty half) of January Third Films.
23
What is Love, but old blue jeans?
And days spent on trampolines
Sunburned cheeks and climbing trees
And playing catch until it's time to eat
Where is Love, but on my father's knee?
He smiles as he softly speaks
Or in back seats as we doze from sleep
What is Love, but a new first kiss?
And holding hands as we cross the street
Or sweet promises we'll never keep
Those Autumn nights with my high school team
I was just seventeen
I used to drive just to feel the breeze
Time moves slow
Until you're 23
And now the days pass like falling leaves
Life slips by like a summer's night
And it's bittersweet
Like your mother's eyes
On your wedding day
Where is Love, but in sweet memories?
NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICE
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