Victoria

My father always said To get out of my head Maybe he meant to see what's next to me A beautiful three With their roots extending I hope forever Happily And I feel bad That anyone has To explain like Pat after a fight onstage With his brother And Especially The backtracking On the days like I should have gotten the balloons like I said I would I Well I ran to the store To pick whites and sparkles and gold To have a night forever told We ran to the store My love and I And met an angel in disguise Who's doing a million things All at once I'm so glad Love walked home with her The two of them Moving down the street and