*co-written with Veronica May
the first thing that i notice is the sunshine on her face which leads me to her freckles looking like they're playing chase her strong jawline, her lips to her eyes which leads me to her midnight hair blowing through the sky oh my, oh my, i feel sorry for the light cause if her face is in the picture, nothing else catches my sight oh my, oh my i could spend the whole day smiling at this silly photograph and the lengths she'll leap to for a little laugh the frames can't tame her spirit's range, which explains why i feel that her beauty can be captured but not caught dead standing still oh my, oh my, this love is black and white we know what to expect cause we've got the right effect oh my, oh my pressing flowers inside books, making melodies and hooks reading pointless stories in bed frisbee, jeopardy, laughing so damn hard you pee these are the photographs flipping through my head oh my, oh my, strolling the lane made up of time P-I-C-T-U-R-Easily the best memory oh my
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