Didn’t plan to see anyone today
Wearing mint socks and yesterday’s gray
Hair’s a mess, tied in a lazy knot
But somehow, you’re still in my every thought
I spilled some tea on the kitchen floor
Laughed a little, then thought of you more
Would you find this version cute?
The one with no filters, just soft and mute
I hummed a tune with a half-made face
Tripped on a blanket, slow little pace
But in this mess, there’s something sweet
Like your memory walking on bare feet
You probably see me as sunshine neat
But I’m a little chaos, soft and beat
Still—if you dropped by, I’d let you in
Just don’t mind the hair, or the lazy grin
Wearing mint socks and yesterday’s gray
Hair’s a mess, tied in a lazy knot
But somehow, you’re still in my every thought
I spilled some tea on the kitchen floor
Laughed a little, then thought of you more
Would you find this version cute?
The one with no filters, just soft and mute
I hummed a tune with a half-made face
Tripped on a blanket, slow little pace
But in this mess, there’s something sweet
Like your memory walking on bare feet
You probably see me as sunshine neat
But I’m a little chaos, soft and beat
Still—if you dropped by, I’d let you in
Just don’t mind the hair, or the lazy grin