Remember our finger painting years
You and me, You and I
Friends...
Sharing snacks and having slumbers
PJ's and blankets
Talking and sharing stories
Remember that?
It was like yesterday we were jumping on your bunk bed
I'd always climb up from the stairs because I was too scared
Now we're older
You share your drawings, I share mines
We dig into tubs of ice cream, chatting
Jeans and Converse sneakers
Laying on your twin sized bed
Staying up, remembering those finger painting days