Young

 Fair enough, we only talk about love when it is convenient Then we look for a cloth bag and go for groceries Fair enough, we place one step after another Do you wonder if we'll trip someday? It's alright since we know we are prepared for it And we don't need to care for debate But we dwell in it, making conversations fun that way Charmed by touch, we figure there are better prospects But we lose in our efforts to cross that fence It is fun not knowing what makes sense- Maybe that's why we pretend to have a taste for it Fair enough we, stare at clouds and wonder when they get stained There is light in the wind when it hugs our cheeks We sit close just for those moments You have the sun in your eyes, I feel warm in your light But we mustn't forget to do our groceries