Because I loved your
handshake
Meeting my father
I love how you walk
With your hands in your pockets
How you'd kiss me when I was
In the middle of saying something
There's not a day I don't miss
Those rude interruptions
I do
remember
the swing of your step
the life of the party
you're showing off again
And I roll my eyes
and then you pulled me in
i'm not much for dancing
but for you i did