I found a note today that you wrote for me
The ink is faded and the paper wrinkled
You used to speak so highly of me back then
Our love was strong and we were innocent
We used to long for weekends
The days when we could just smile
In each other's arms
The whole world was ours
Stealing my hoodie was your favorite thing
I still have the scarf your mother made for me
Maybe one day I'll go and look for it
But for now I'll just have to try and forget
We used to long for weekends
The days when we could just smile
In each other's arms
The whole world was ours
We used to long for weekends
The days when we could just smile
In each other's arms
The whole world was ours
