Big World

The days that never pass,
Always seem better with you.
We would run around,
With absolutely nothing to do.
The coffee would get cold,
Eventually we both grew old.
Our pretty little world,
Got better when you found a girl.

I remember,
Those days of finding comfort in December.
I remember,
When the memories were born in November.
And so the world got bigger again.

When the moments flew away,
I knew that I could count on you.
I was left out in the dark,
You told me to realize the truth.
As the coffee would get cold,
A sign that we're both growing old.
Our pretty little world,
Would be better if I found a girl.

I'll remember,
Those days of finding comfort in December,
I'll remember,
When the memories got made in September.
And so the world got bigger again.