[Verse 1]
Lately, I've been doing nothing
except sitting on a seat
Pile of books, piles of paper towering over me
my mind is having trouble cleaning you from the thoughts
I see you're going off everywhere, traveling overseas.
[Chorus]
My part time hobby is staring at your photo
of When you were sitting on a boundary of stones,
Offside, backside, are the trailing of hills
And I thought "I have to have you"
followed by a groan.
[Verse 2]
It's a bit lonely, if you name it.
I'm having this delusion that the thought of me makes your mind split.
I'm having this delusion that you just might admit.
[Chorus]
My part time hobby is staring at your photo
of When you were sitting on a boundary of stones,
Offside, backside, are the trailing of hills.
And I thought "I have to have you"
followed by a groan.
[Bridge]
You and I, we are parallel lines.
But I dream we meet.
Darling, just come sweet.
Diary entries and a pen are my territory.
That night when you cussed,
When our bodies touched.
And I literally classify you as the love of my life.
Come to the lake, swim with your skills.
Reach me there, I'm just there.
[Chorus]
My part time hobby is staring at your photo
of When you were sitting on a boundary of stones,
Offside, backside, are the trailing of hills.
And I thought "I have to have you"
followed by a groan.
[Verse 3]
But wait, I'm still there, in the past,
blue sky, on us, you're driving till sunset,
fast food corners and gray roads, drenched like
it has just rained, down to the every detail.
Isn't this more than a part time hobby?
my part time hobby.