Nobody has what we have,
Nobody has your perfect laugh,
Nobody has your smile with those smiles,
Nobody knows our songs on the radio dial.
That has us holding our hands,
Haven’t seen your wedding band
And it’s gets hotter with your pointy nose,
As my lips thirst as I begin to get close.
If I could kiss you one more time,
The loneliness wouldn’t be like limes,
You everything in the whole world,
Just your sparkling brown eyes and hair curls.
Nobody has what we always keep,
Never lucky or a faith of a leap,
Just Ryan and Denise, who’s true,
It’s November 6, 2019, if you only knew.
Tell Nolan, Happy Birthday as I care,
You can watch him imagine and stare,
The Dad he wants and the Mom too,
For the last 8 years, we all together and true.