lyrics: Richy Vesecky music Frank Bango
I drew a picture of her in my notebook
each scribble it got more exciting
from pencil to paper
I love and erase her
again and again til I can't even read my own writing
I study her all day long
I memorize every word that she speaks
I stay up as late as I can
and chronicle hours into days into weeks
olivia 101
I learn by the light of the moon that she's hung
I've done all the work now I long for the fun part
I add and subtract all the days of the year
and divide them by weekends without her
carry the seven the answer is heaven
there's safety in numbers
and something about her
I study her all day long
I memorize every color she wears
I measure the passing of time
by the style of her clothes
and the length of her hair
olivia 101
I learn by the light of the moon that she's hung
I've done all the work now I long for the fun part
october orange and chimney red
I zip up my jacket and hang down my head
I rake up the leaves thil they spell out her name
the wind blows them into my arms
and I wish that she would do the same
olivia 101
I learn by the light of the moon that she's hung
I've done all the work now I long for the fun part
olivia 101
olivia 101
olivia 101