Cause ill be be moving in June
I was going through old boxes
and just throwing out old shoes
When I came across some pictures
that I start flipping though
and had to take a seat for a minute
when I found one of you
It was the winter of two thousand twelve
I remember that night, how it felt
and I was dressed up as Mickey Mouse
and she was dressed as Minnie, herself
Who would have thought a bunch of old things
Could make an old would start to bleed
cause right here is our story, every page
they're right here, in this box of memories
Just two kids trying to have fun
Working every night, tryna earn a buck
just my luck, I didn't know it then
it would be the only time, I would ever hold your hand
we were just two characters
and we were tryna play our parts
just giving back to the kids
when really I was giving you my heart
It was the winter of two thousand twelve
I remember that night, how it felt
and I was dressed up as Mickey Mouse
and she was dressed as Minnie, herself
Who would have thought a bunch of old things
Could make an old would start to bleed
cause right here is our story, every page
they're right here, in this box of memories
A picture of us holding hands
A picture of us walking away
Im proud I had the guts to put
my hand at the small of her waist
Just two teens figuring out who they are
and it'll take years of finding out who they aren't
and when they comes to terms with all the facts
they realize that holding hands was never an act
It was the winter of two thousand twelve
I remember that night, how it felt
and I was dressed up as Mickey Mouse
and she was dressed as Minnie, herself
Who would have thought a bunch of old things
Could make an old would start to bleed
cause right here is our story, every page
they're right here, in this box of memories
and now ten years have gone and went
We talked for a minute and then I left you again
too scared to tell you what I really meant
and for the rest of my life you'll be my biggest regret
Cause i never held Minnie's hand, I held yours
and I didn't do it for a buck, I did it for more
It was my senior year and I was moving away
and I didn't tell you then like I didn't today
It was the winter of two thousand twelve
I remember that night, how it felt
and I was dressed up as Mickey Mouse
and she was dressed as Minnie, herself
Who would have thought a bunch of old things
Could make an old would start to bleed
cause right here is our story, and here they'll stay
right here, in this box of memories
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