i wanted to see you couldn't make you believe it | ||||
i kind of tossed and turned last night must have been the wind woke and turned my thoughts to you what's the status of your grin? | when i'm 20,000 ft high i imagine you at play first as a little girl, then as the woman today you touch me, you do - in such a particular way. if someone thinks that's crazy, i'll be crazy every day. | |||
to my dear old self, i will start again. | free space | i awake, excited just to see your face. you sleep on my entire existence. | ||
what the fuck am i doing here? lost in your city and you don't want to spend every second with me. | sometimes i miss you what a stupid fucking thing to do i wonder if you might miss me too. | |||
god exists between people, homie |