Oh, I Could Write a Book

Oh, I could write a book

about the you and I

about your precious smile

about the things you like

Some poems and some songs

on pages full of love

Oh, I could write it all

when we fight on the call

when seasons make us bloom

No matter what you do

Oh, I can’t be mad at you

and I know you can’t be too

Oh, I could write a book

Oh, I could write a book

about the you and I

about our stupid fights

about the times I’ve cried

But tears cannot outweigh

the jokes and laughs and faith

Oh, I could scream out loud

and I feel really proud

about what we overcame

the distance and the blame

Now I’m sure it must be you

And I know you know it too

Oh, I could write a book