Painting Video (MV)

The late night parking lot gift is your painting
I can't guess how much I think
Of you
Today I looked down at my wrist
It must be a holiday, how could I miss it?
Sucked into the dunk tank
You threw it straight and then I came down
Wearing a blindfold and making a bullseye
You got me first try
We can sit there not saying anything
Underneath the missile-toe lights
We'd do whatever you had in mind
I miss you and I think of you often too
I'll send you a snake if send me a page from the leaflets
You draw with their labeled names
Beautiful plants on parade
There's so many ways to catch up and I'm down to catch up everyday