FAVOURITE FEELING

I DON'T HAVE A FAVOURITE SEASON.

I HAVE A FAVOURITE FEELING.

IT'S THE WINDOWS DOWN, MUSIC PLAYING WHILE THE ROAD IS EMPTY.

DIRTY BARE FEET ON THE PEDDLES.

IT'S WHEN YOU CAN WALK STRAIGHT OUTSIDE 

WITH ONLY A LIGHT COTTON DRESS ON, WITHOUT PAUSING TO FIND A JACKET.

IT IS MY CURTAINS DANCING AROUND THE FOOT OF MY BED 

BECAUSE OF THE NIGHT BREEZE PUSHING AGAINST IT'S FABRIC.

IT IS SUNSETS AFTER DESSERT.

GRASS UNDER YOUR HEAD.

POCKETS OF SHADE AND DAYS WITHOUT WEARING SHOES

I DON'T HAVE A FAVOURITE SEASON

I HAVE A FAVOURITE FEELING.

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