Surprisingly so you are one of my favorite things
you are like a fairytale world that's come to real life
you can see through me like some sort of transparent material
how could it be that in such a short time you've become one of my favorite things
the small town marching band is in the parade on independence day
proudly marching, stepping in time wearing those hand-me-down uniforms
everyone gathers on main street expectantly waiting for their hometown hero
don't you know ? don't you know ?
that you are one of my most favorite things ..
like notebooks, Portland and tea
and when you smile.. you smile.. you smile at me
you have no idea just how sweet it can be
so the band marches on and we will sing along
there's comfort in knowing our similarities
we are captured in time, space and degrees of caution .. wonder .. and awe
like pirouettes drifting
like chocolate
like saccharine
you're unaware .. appealing
like our friendship, i'll be content