Sometimes I find myself
sitting back and reminiscing
Especially when I have to
watch other people kissing
And I remember when you
started calling me your Mrs
All the play fighting,
all the flirtatious disses
I’d tell you sad stories
about my childhood
I dunno why I trusted
you but I knew that I could
We’d spend the whole weekend
lying in our own dirt
I was just so happy
in your boxers and your t-shirt
Dreams,
dreams of
when we had just
started things
Dreams
of you and
me
It seems,
it seems that
I can’t shake those
memories
I wonder if you
have the same
dreams too
The littlest
things that take me
there
I know it sounds
lame but it’s so
true
I know it’s not
right but it seems
unfair
That thing’s are
reminding me of
you
Sometimes I
wish we could just
pretend
Even if
only for one weekend
So come on
, tell me
Is this
the end?
Drinkin’ tea in bed,
watchin’ DVD’s
When I discovered
all your dirty, grotty magazines
You’d take me out shopping
And all we’d buy is trainers
As if we ever needed
anything to entertain us
The first time that you
introduced me to your friends
And you could that tell I was
nervous, so you held my hand
When I was feeling down,
you’d make that face you do
There’s no-one in the world who could
replace you
Dreams,
dreams of
when we had just
started things
Dreams
of you and
me
It seems,
it seems that
I can’t shake those
memories
I wonder if you
have the same
dreams too
The littlest
things that take me
there
I know it sounds
lame but it’s so
true
I know it’s not
right but it seems
unfair
That thing’s are
reminding me of
you
Sometimes I
wish we could just
pretend
Even if
only for one weekend
So come on
, tell me
Is this
the end?