Summer Lyrics & Chords By William Martyr 17

Every time I pass that point of beginning,
I can't help but think of your loving eyes
With two hands--
A gesture so beautiful,
With two hands.
Lay my body down,
Every time I look inside,
Lord, the seat at which we slouched,
Drinking and praying,
My head laying;
Coughing, crying,
Breathe life into me.
Oh, dirty mouth,
You've shown you face for one last time.
Dirty mind,
You've always meant something special,
Growing older in time.
Breathe your life into me.