Oh those sweet autumn nights.
Sittin on a hill top on a crisp moon lit night
It feels so good to lay next to you as we make different creatures in the starry sky.
Feel the wind brush through your hair
We wouldn’t rather be anywhere but here
As the temperature drops and we began to see our breath
I can see we have nothing left to do but hold each other tight
On this autumn night.
Created: Mar 05, 2010Document Media