cookie cutter lovers

they are everywhere
under the trees, crossing streets
happiness radiating from their
hands held together in open air

but you and i walk on
fingers brushing, not touching
and my heart skips a beat

we're not cookie cutter lovers
hidden under layers of fabric
in this story we've begun
so we walk on and on

days pass and i sometimes wonder
how we reached this moment
walking miles from each other
but somehow returning to this point

so you and i walk on
fingers brushing, not touching
and my heart skips another beat

we're not cookie cutter lovers
hidden under layers of fabric
in this story we've begun
so we walk on and on