You wore your favorite sweater
It was olive green
We always loved cold weather
It fueled up the pain
When the times are getting old and our days are getting longer
Counting sheep above your bed
A cool and sudden slumber
As you fell asleep
I've been stuck in my room
I've been sleeping until noon
The summer cane and went as we skipped rocks off the pond
All the time that we spent could be the death of us
Every day that we escaped was just a milestone
All the times that have changed will only fuel the days
As we fell asleep
I've been stuck inside my room
I've been sleeping until noon