2 Week Old Biskit - 04/04/17 06:20 PM
2 Week Old Biskit
She had a 2 week old biscuit, on the floor of her car
A bent Pepsi can, an old scratch off card
Paint on the seat covers, everthang had it's scar.
Half eaten breakfast, and a magical jar.
As I rolled one we laughed, and for a while we would talk
About our old friends ,that made their last walk
We talked of the past, and a future for a while
And I Drove away a thinkin, it's sure nice to smile
She carries my heart in her pocket
Use to be here on my sleeve
Pretty sure that it's still a beatin
Getting hard for me to breathe
She got a heart of gold, just sayin
Little bit in her hair, you can see
She's pushing my soul towards heaven
where together we'll always be.
We're both getting older, there's no guaranty
We'll see one another, or maybe eternity.
I cried as I wrote, like cut with a knife
I'll remember that day, for the rest of my life.
She carries my heart in her pocket
Use to be here on my sleeve
Pretty sure that it's still a beatin
Getting hard for me to breathe
She got a heart of gold, just sayin
Little bit in her hair, you can see
She's pushing my soul towards heaven
where together we'll always be.
She had a 2 week old biscuit, on the floor of her car
She had a 2 week old biscuit, on the floor of her car
A bent Pepsi can, an old scratch off card
Paint on the seat covers, everthang had it's scar.
Half eaten breakfast, and a magical jar.
As I rolled one we laughed, and for a while we would talk
About our old friends ,that made their last walk
We talked of the past, and a future for a while
And I Drove away a thinkin, it's sure nice to smile
She carries my heart in her pocket
Use to be here on my sleeve
Pretty sure that it's still a beatin
Getting hard for me to breathe
She got a heart of gold, just sayin
Little bit in her hair, you can see
She's pushing my soul towards heaven
where together we'll always be.
We're both getting older, there's no guaranty
We'll see one another, or maybe eternity.
I cried as I wrote, like cut with a knife
I'll remember that day, for the rest of my life.
She carries my heart in her pocket
Use to be here on my sleeve
Pretty sure that it's still a beatin
Getting hard for me to breathe
She got a heart of gold, just sayin
Little bit in her hair, you can see
She's pushing my soul towards heaven
where together we'll always be.
She had a 2 week old biscuit, on the floor of her car
