Loosened Stitches from Lines & Spaces by Michael Paik

I don’t know where things are headed,
But, I sure do know these strings are threaded
Cause we’ve tried to fall apart,
But the cycle just restarts,
And the way things are headed,

I’m gonna lose my mind,
She makes me think she’s mine,
Cause she’s picking at my stiches,
I’m falling under bridges we made,

I’m falling for her as she wishes,
Granting all her kisses,
But I’d rather for a lifetime of fallacies,
The fleeting hope that one day,

She might be mine,
Cause she’s always on mind,
And I’m picking at our stitches,
Falling under all the bridges we made,







Could you simply be mine,
You’re simply on my mind,
Cause I met you,
In the summertime
And I never had a summer better than the one I met you in,
Yeah I met you in the summer time,
Could you keep me in mind,
Cause you’re always on mine,

Oh baby give me one more chance,
Wont you please let me,
Back in your heart,
Oh darling, I was blind to let you go,
But now since I see you in his arms,

I’m gonna lose my mind,
Cause she makes me think she’s mine,
Cause she’s picking at my stitches,
And I’m falling under bridges we made,

• Comedy
• Chantilly