words by jason mraz & ariel quirolo

music by jason mraz



I bare my windowed self untamed and untrained



Dreams that hardly touch our complexions truest faults



If room enough for both my drowsy spirit shall fall



Bold waves tumble to the season of my heart



Where you have offended my faith and my trust



Until all is lost into the beauty of the day







But theres something in the way you laugh



That makes me feel like a child



Aspects of life they confuse me



You and your thesis amuse me







After and afternoon with you



And your rich brown eyes



Your lips and dark hair



Elbows and exposed knees tossing toward the ceiling



After an afternoon







Face to palm



Tear to tear



Mouth to tongue



Heart to ground



I am in love