Littlest things
Sometimes I find myself sitting
Back and reminiscing
Especially when I have to
Watch other people kissing
And I remember when you started
Calling me your miss's
All the play fighting
All the flirtatious disses
I'd tell you sad stories about my childhood
I don't why I trusted you but
I knew that I could
We'd spend the whole weekend lying
In our own dirt i was just so happy in
Your boxers and your t-shirt
Dreams, dreams
Of when we had just started things
Dreams of you and me and it seems, it seems
That I can't shake those memories
I wonder if you have the same dreams too
The littlest things that take me there
I know it sounds lame but it's so true
I know it's not right, but it seems unfair
That the things are reminding me of you
Sometimes I wish we could just pretend
Even if only for one weekend
So come on, tell me is this the end?
Drinking tea in bed, watching DVD's
When I discovered all your
Dirty grotty magazines
You take me out shopping and
All we'd buy is trainers
As if we ever needed anything to entertain us
The first time that you introduced
Me to your friends
And you could tell I was nervous
So you held my hand when I was feeling down
You made that face you do
There's no one in the world
That could replace you
Dreams, dreams
Of when we had just started things
Dreams of me and you and it seems, It seems
That I can't shake those memories
I wonder if you feel the same way too
The littlest things that take me there
I know it sounds lame but it's so true
I know it's not right, but it seems unfair
That the things are reminding me of you
Sometimes I wish we could just pretend
Even if only for one weekend
So come on, tell me is this the end?
