I have some bits of a tune for it, but not enough to class it a full blown song, but here are the lyrics.
I'll hold you 'till the morning,
didnt feel like sleeping anyway.
It was only a bad dream,
wipe away the ran mascara,
even though you still look too beautiful for me,
I'll turn on all the lights,
open all the cupboards and sit watching late night crap,
curled up in your eyeliner stained duvee with you on my lap and your
teddy on my chest and try remember you as nineteen, who can say they
spend their friday like this?
I'll smile as you tug my hand and stroke my hair absentmindly, I'll hold
you closer when you burry into my shirt, I'll wipe away all your tears and
clean the makeup from your cheeks and love every second of it.
I'll give you my favourite t-shirt to replace your tear soaked one and
not care that you'll make boobs in it, I'll smiles as you play with my
necklace amd put your hands in my ass pockets and look up at me with
your red eyes and smudged lip stick smile and think you the cutest thing
in my life, and laugh as you make fun of the people on tv and watch your
monsters get flicked away with the channels, before the five am sun lights
up the aftermath of you and too much vodka and free party food, and
think that this would be one of the things I'll remember when i watch you
running to me with your gleaming hair and shining eyes and my favourite
top and its boobs, looking like its on an angel with a smile that could keep
me up all friday night and saturday morning for nothing but to see you
smile it again and again and again.
