Lazy Sunday

You're my oversized jumper
On a Sunday
The first cup of coffee
In he morning
A sense of childhood
I don't want to go away

The first rain of the summer
That comes without warning
You're the first hint of nicotine
After a long day
The smell of a book
Fresh from the printer

The dew in the morning
At the end of May
The first fall of snow
In the bleak midwinter
You're the feeling we get
In a nice warm bed

That smell when you wake
Of freshly cooked bacon
The feeling you get when settling down
With a book you've already read
My familiar footsteps
On a path well taken

You're the star shining
Alone in my sky
The moon on a cloudy night
When it's hard to see
Takeaway pizza
When you're high

The only boy
I want to be with