I find you printed in black ink on paper in a hardback book on my shelf.
You’re tattooed on my heart filling up all the space.
Please look for me
Find me dancing barefoot on the pavement.
Losing myself in the bottom of a wine glass
I’m a child with my knees stained with green grass
This is only the beginning.

Maybe it tastes a little bit too much like vodka at eighteen.
High on peer pressure and low self esteem.
Nothing to remember and everything still to forget.
Kisses that now when I look back taste like regret.

You can always count on getting older
And Death is a part of life
And Love is just a game
Every roll brings me one step closer to you no matter how I try.

You’re the sunflower stark silhouette against the night sky.
You taste like sunshine at twenty three.
I think I’m kind of someone but still haven’t found me.
I watch the time fly but time is at a standstill in your eyes.
Just like God hand knitting the clouds in the sky.

We can always count on getting older
Death is only a part of life
And all the love before you was only a game
Every move brought me one step closer to you.

Can you hear me even now?
Feeling lost even at sixty-three
This is our story and it’s only the beginning.