I want to be in a world, where
Even beggars have their beds, and
All the things in the world are sweet,
And fair.

your flaws make you perfect
in every way
i wanted you to feel
but you kept me at bay

i've seen what lies beneath
crooked teeth
curvy spine
hobbit feet
scar on your calf
blond tuft of hair
on your lower back

your flaws make you perfect
in every way
revealing their beauty
86,400 seconds per day

You can't blame me when the moon is out and I'm howling to the skies above with good friends.
We left summer with every inch of our souls.

When fall arrived we found love in corn mazes and pumpkin patches.
Dreaming of cinnamon flavored candles and the nostalgic feeling of being wanted.

When winter came around we traded our flannels in for oversized jackets and warm gloves.
We spent our nights drinking spiked hot chocolate laughing at how reckless we had become.

When New Years came around we saw each other in a new light.
We knew spring wouldn't hold much for us but did our best to dance in the rain.

Throughout the years you'll find me remembering moments I shared with people I've loved.
You'll find me putting pieces of myself back together when they've gone and created new lives for themselves.

And when we get old and time has changed us physically.
You'll find me howling at the moon on those summer nights listening for my loved ones again.

Me in between the fog on top of the mountains we used to climb. 
Between the “I love you’s” and the “I’m so sorry’s” we used to say.

You’ll find me in a box labeled “memories and stuff” and when you unpack it you’ll remember the times we shared.
I’ll be that distant memory. 
I’ll be that “girl you used to date”

You’ll find me between the highway signs leading from Pennsylvania to DC. 
And when she asks why DC you’ll smile and laugh because you’ll remember everything.

You’ll find me in your hometown down the street in that same old neighborhood we used to roam. 
When you bring her back here so she can see how you grew up.

And if life keeps heading down the same path we like to run, you’ll reopen that box in about a year or so… 
You’ll find me still waiting around thinking of you every now and then.