I love music that captures a very simple emotion by stringing clever and lovely words together, and then drapes those words over a piano. Lucky for me, I no longer listen to Snow Patrol thinking, "dang I wish I had that kind of love." Instead, it stirs up familiar butterflies, and I like to think they wrote this song about us.
And when you lay them freezing on me, I mumble, "can you wake me later?"
But I don't really want you to stop
And you know it, so it doesn't stop you
You run your hands from my neck to my chest
Crack the shutters open wide
I want to bathe you in the light of day
And just watch you as the rays tangle up around your face and body
I could sit for hours finding new ways to be awed each minute
Cause the daylight seems to want you just as much as I want you
It's been minutes it's been days
It's been all I will remember
Happy lost in your hair
And the cold side of the pillow
Your hills and valleys
Are mapped by my intrepid fingers
And in a naked slumber
I'll dream all this again
-Snow Patrol
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