Two crayons sat upon a bed. One was green the other red. The sheets were blue to set the mood. The silly crayons name was Fred. He told her that he was in love. Outside the window, singing doves Sewed and pressed on bright blue sky And crawling were two lady bugs. He nudged her with a giggle. She smiled and scootched in a little. If she had a hand, he would grasp. He gave her a purple skittle. He poked his girl and lent a hug. They rolled around on top a rug.
Two little crayons fell in love.
It was the same for you and me, Curled and hunched under a tree. The shade blocked the sun so hot. My hands were in your pocket. I licked my lips. I could taste it now. The love for you left me in awe.
Two little kids fell in love.
I fell in love with you. It wasn't something I was supposed to do But I fell in love with you.
The wrappers wrapped them up so tight And held them all throughout the night. The colors mixed to form a new. The crayons remind me of you. He poked his girl and lent a hug As they rolled around on top a rug.
Two little crayons fell in love.
I fell in love with you. It wasn't something I was supposed to do, But I fell in love with you.
Now they fall asleep together. Each one holding the other. Two little crayons fell in love.