Today was a Fairytale

he smells like coffe beans , addicted to that Lima

Six cups of the beverage make me his litte tea pot

i remember being jelous of his cute cat

when i thought in the middle of night

how she lay on your masculine

arms , stroke your fingers through whats already mine

( we both knew it ) dont you dare to decline ....

yeah we go hand like tea pot and coffee beans

i remember how you woke me up from my dreams

to begin an other film , the beauty and bell

and what could been harder a hell

felt like  im caged with the most beatiful prisoner

that understand how i felt being trapped with older persons

you wore the one fight dragons and devils

and that how you jumped in this fairytale