"For a minute I thought we were overrated"

Conclusión definitiva: a cute boy with a guitar and a pretty voice would be nice.

We could sing together and love each other until we couldn't anymore. We could make up some words for our special meanings, and for our special lyrics. We could go on string shopping together. We could sit by the fireplace during the winters of our lives. We could sing and drink some wine. We could finish the wine. We could make a soundtrack for our love, and sing it to the world. I could paint his guitar with enigmatic symbols, and he could paint my voice with his tenderness. We could have fun together. We could live together.