Thoughts Rearrange

every season has an end

Remind

 

If you could read my mind you'd say baby you're right and I don't wanna fight anymore
You're usually righter than I am and I'm not a very good fighter
Am I, well neither are you
So let's be through with this one cause some things never change
I know you're still my same girl who builds her own frames for the pictures that she takes
The lights of Monterey come in across the bay
Right back to my same girl