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