Poetry

I only miss you when the sun goes down
Oh, your voice is my favourite sound
Swaying like the palm trees
You and me we're poetry
Painting stories with our lips
Don't let go

The sun will leave before we see the night
Like what's a date when we ain't seen enough
With all this might
A diamond in the rough
With all this might
I just can't dig enough
I try to leave but still can't reach the clutch
I walk it out in hopes I'll see the light
And as I leave I'm carried out of sight
From there it's only you I think about
A mindful place a fool can play around
Be mindful here some tools are placed around
I pick one up I'm fixing up the love
It makes a sound I'm speaking out the pulse
It speaks to yours like we ain't pumped enough
Placed on my chest I truly feel the touch
No eternal sleep eternity's her light

The sun will leave before we see the night
Like what's a date when we ain't seen enough
With all this might
A diamond in the rough
With all this might
I just can't dig enough

I only miss you when the sun goes down
Oh, your voice is my favourite sound
Swaying like the palm trees
You and me we're poetry
Painting stories with our lips
Don't let go

It's a lot of words
I can't handle it
The settle please
Yeah it's not even half the deal
The love holding up the bargain like we passed the mill
The crave is deep
One moment while the glass is still
See the love been maintaining all the balance still
How your word got me feeling like the man of steel
Oh how you iron me
My fabric straight
Staring at the galaxy
Like anyway
Moving on to better things
In everyway
She's not with the negatives
My turning point
She got me on a envelope
I'm curving links
It's something 'bout the turning point
It's more to this
Turning up the celcius
It's to grill
Shining like a diamond
Ah, I love to see
Appreciating all that sight it's you and me
Appreciating all that sight it's you and me

The sun will leave before we see the night
Like what's a date when we ain't seen enough
With all this might
A diamond in the rough
With all this might
I just can't dig enough

I only miss you when the sun goes down
Oh, your voice is my favourite sound
Swaying like the palm trees
You and me we're poetry
Painting stories with our lips
Don't let go

Run it up
Run it up
That's ok
Tidy up
Tidy up
That's all day
How 'bout argument when we 'bout the shopping
Taking care of us a cleaner closet
Painting stories with our lips
Don't let go

I only miss you when the sun goes down
Oh, your voice is my favourite sound
Swaying like the palm trees
You and me we're poetry
Painting stories with our lips
Don't let go