(I've had a single line of this written for awhile, but was still trying to figure out where to go with it, after reading through Joe's lyrics to "Nothing Big" again, I got inspired and knew where I wanted to take it. Here's my extended interpretation inspired by the original.)
I don’t wanna take you out dancing on the weekend. I wanna push the couch out of the way and waltz across the living room floor with you, laughing.
I don’t wanna see that romantic comedy playing at the movie theater together. I wanna watch that video I took of you snoring and run through the house while you chase me, trying to pry it from my hands.
I don’t wanna sleep peacefully through the night next to you. I wanna anxiously toss and turn, waiting for morning to come when I can see you again, messy hair, morning breath and all.
I don’t wanna discuss Oriental Art at that new museum exhibit together. I wanna argue in the aisles of Pier 1 about whether or not a stone Buddha statue is appropriate décor for our kitchen, knowing you’re right, it’s not.
I don’t wanna make reservations for us at fancy French restaurants. I wanna cook burnt pork chops for you and pretend neither one of us knows how awful they are, but we will, every single time.
I don’t wanna join you for a long walk on the beach. I wanna talk about taking long walks on the beach so much that we’re too tired to leave the house by the end of the discussion.
I don’t wanna map out vacations with you. I wanna get lost on back roads I thought looked like shortcuts just to give us more time to spend together, lost, but well on our way.
I don’t wanna...