Maybe in West Texas
When I run down the hallways,
in just my socks,
it feels like being eleven,
in a hotel,
and your dad letting you take the elevator up and down and up and down
until hotel staff put in a complaint.
3/9/2019
When I run down the hallways,
in just my socks,
it feels like being eleven,
in a hotel,
and your dad letting you take the elevator up and down and up and down
until hotel staff put in a complaint.
3/9/2019