Everyday your still the same.
And I don't think you'll ever change.
And yet I treat you with respect
Never thinking to neglect. But it's okay. Because one day your going to reap and regret but it won't be by me. Cause I'll have moved on. And I hope that's okay. Or before I go would you like me to sing you a song like your a baby. Or as an adult. Keep a photo of me. You've broken...