Talent

I once tried to write you a song with my ukulele, the lyrics goes like this;

If I could write you a song, I would write you about basketball games in the afternoon

When it’s not raining and the pink sky makes you secretly happy

But I’m not a french singer

I’m not your beach house dream girl.

Now I forgot how the song actually was like, I guess what remains is this lyrics and the memory of how I once struggled to write you a playful song but it’s just not my thing.

Feb 2017