2004-04-21 - 9:54 p.m.
I didn’t even tell you
That I loved you on Easter Sunday
I sang a little, but was
Only half-awake.
We went out to eat dinner
In your honor.
And I was the one chosen
To say grace.
Did I really mean anything that I said?
I can’t believe that
It is almost summer
And what will I do
With my life now
If I could choose any equation
To use as my plan
I would choose the one that would
Be sure to make you proud
Did I ever have control of the things that I did?
It’s all so crazy.
I’m going crazy over you.
