i remember we went ice skating and i wasnt too big to hold your hand and look how happy we are back when i could still fit comfortable in laundry baskets remember when i'd play for you and you'd tell all the neighbors i'd be something someday and you'd carry me to bed on cold nights and tuck me in and tell me you loved me
i still have these things they're mine just from other people i ice skate with girls who giggle and guys who catch them and we're not too big to hold hands and look how happy we are now when i can sit comfortably in laundry rooms and now i play for people and they tell everyone around me i sure am something and he carries me to sleep and tucks me in and tells me he loves me
all the people i need now were you and you knew best for me still do
i remember you ice skating and you weren't too big to hold my hand and look, look how happy we are thanks mom
joy has its own justice. and dreams are languid and lawless. and everything bows to beauty, when it's fierce and when it's flawless...