Studying Roses

I watch her washing the dishes

The air is cool it's the first day of autumn

And I kinda like it, it's not like it ever was

I kinda like it, I could get used to this

Studying Roses inside her garden

Planting seeds and moving tides

Gripping your thighs, kissing your shoulder

Up until now it never felt right

And I kinda like it, it's not what I'm used to

I kinda like it, I could get used to you

By the time I wake

You're still half asleep

And I could kiss your head

And dream into your chest

And sink further in

Until nothing makes sense

And I realize that I'm

Underneath entirely

There's nothing I can do to not keep

Waking up with you

Studying Roses inside a temple

The world comes crashing down real gentle

And I kinda like it, it's not like it ever was

I kinda like it, I could get used to this

And I kinda like it, it's not what I'm used to

But I kinda like it, I could get used to you