Cafés In Paris

I've stepped into strange places in my life, in even stranger times.

And I've come to tell you that you're the only sign of life on a desert.

And i'm the sand keeping you warm during it's cold nights.

I'm the canvas to a painting, and you're the color.

I might go as far as saying you're the most important thing in my life.

You make me worry and fear about things I've never given thought to before

And for some reason I don't think thats bad.

I want to sleep with you, and wake up next to you.

I want to hold you tight until you toss and turn in bed out of my reach.

But i'll always wake up because my arms will miss you.

I'll watch the most uninteresting movies and listen to the most obnoxious music.

And i'll do it just for you, even if I make fun of it, I like pleasing you.

As cliché as it seems I love your smile.

I love your laughter and I love the strange high pitched noises you make when you're lazy

And I love the way you look at me when you get jealous or when I say I love those things.

But my most comforting love for you, the one that puts a smile on my face

Is when you look at me when you realize how much you love me.

It makes life worth living. You make life worth living.

The little things we do, the talks we have about life and the quiet moments too.

All the care and time and patience we've put into this, that makes life worth living.

I haven't written too much, but now I write a lot.

Even having so much to say I can never find the right adjectives.

I've spent all of them on trying to impress you when we first met.

But in my daydreams I don't need words, I just need images.

And those are always easier for me, it's just who I am.

I imagine us in strange settings, In cafés in Paris even though I hate France.

And it's raining, no, it's pouring out. And you're as beautiful as ever.

We're having coffee and we put our elbows on the table and our hands on our faces

And stare at each other like the cheesiest couple ever seen, others follow.

We lean over to kiss, we always do, and my daydream ends.

It's obnoxious how, things always abruptly end my daydreams.

I always have something to do, something I can't put off for a couple more minutes.

My daydreams though, they're humble.

Things like painting the walls of our apartment, or you begging me to take out the trash.

Things like you coming home tired and in need of attention and care.

I daydream of things with relatively no importance to most people.

Like sitting on the floor and drawing random things together.

And you could ask me for help, and I could ask you for help.

We could lay down on erasers and pencils and things like that.

And I could show you the stars I painted on our ceiling to surprise you today.

In my distance from you I've come to realize that couples close to each other

They just don't realize how lucky they are to have simple things like that.

They don't realize how nice it is to spend a weekend watching movies in the dark

Cuddling and wondering what the other is thinking.

They take for granted the simple things in life, things you made me remember the existence of.

I admit I spend my days listening to cheesy songs, they remind me of you.

I miss you, some days more than others. Some days way more. This is one of them.

I admit you encourage me to be more ambitious and have more knowledge.

The more I do the more we have to talk about at the end of the day.

I just wish I could always say everything I need to, to you, so I don't feel bad in the morning.

Just because, I always have more to say, and more smiles to put on your face. I love you.

Daydreams A Little More

Can't find any good lyrics to go along with what I feel for you baby.

Might as well write it all out and speak of my daydreams, like I usually do.

And i'm a little sleepy, so pardon if it gets a little confusing.

I can see our home, tiny downtown apartments always seemed like the best.

With tiny little frames hanging in the walls with no pictures that belong to us because we bought them with the intention of taking pictures but got lazy, so we got strangers pictures for advertising on our walls. It's alright though, never minded that anyways. But thats besides the point, coming home from a long day of whatever I've been doing and you'll be laying up against the couch with a bored smile stamping your pretty face in a big Gym Class shirt we bought when I took you to the show and some odd puffy bunny slippers, flipping through channels or watching reality TV.

And i'll swing by over the couch to give you an upside-down kiss, maybe my headphones will dangle and tickle your face but that's alright it won't last long. Be floating over to the kitchen to do what I enjoy doing in there, getting a little lazy and playing with the magnets on the fridge doors you bought on a trip to the indie stores around the city. I might get myself a beer and lay against the wall looking outside to the kids playing in the streets, thinking about how much I hate my boss and wanna get a break already, but it's alright. You might come by to give me a kiss, i'd like that even if it happened everyday.

We'll have dinner and maybe i'll take you out to a movie, maybe we'll go anywhere you want or we can stay home laying on the couch cuddling watching shitty late night TV, i'll get bored and start tickling you but never letting you get away from my hold, I won't handle how cute I think you are and give you a kiss on the back of your neck, tell you I love you. Cuz I really do.

And on weekends when I ain't got nothing to do we can wake up really late and do some laundry, i'll make you breakfast and you can sleep a little more, we can go hang out with the friends or we can take the subway anywhere you think seems fitting or anywhere I think will make your heart melt. And like I've always said we can come home and eat Chinese food in the living room, I'll get you all the Disney movies in the world so we can watch. We'll be like an old couple but I wouldn't mind that at all baby, at all.

It's just, how I see my life after I kidnap you cutie.