Album: Every Picture Tells A Story
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So you’re sound asleep in bed, on a cool early Autumn morning. And you’re beside that cute boy you’ve been sleeping with. And he really is a boy, at least compared to you. He’s legal, so it’s not like that, but you’re on the wrong side of an age that you maybe never thought you were ever going to get to in the first place. But here you are, and back when you were the boy’s age, they lined up to be with you, but that was a long time ago, and he was the first one in quite some time that truly seemed like he was into you, and you stopped thinking about the future because the present was so nice.
And then the boy rouses you out of that sound sleep and goes: