i think its kinda weird how i fell all over him
how i slide in that daydream , how i fall out of my wheelchair
and into the doctor student at retirement , it felt like i wore jump in
a fountain when i saw those heavenly blue eyes i ever seen , yeah it wore quite an dream
when you pick me up like an aupair and stroke me like an kitty cat - yeah it wore perfect
even if darkest moment , you wore the one that got me thought all that
i remember how i felt so insecure without no hair and but you , thought i wore quite alright
how you style me so perfect , become my stylist and make up artist - do you know how much it meant
basically i became heaven , sent there in retirement
how i thought you wore like an , poet and i wore like damn it
and i begin to wonder if made you up because no way there is such a good looking guy could exist
and i knew the statics , i am well of them - i wont stay away for you dreams but i will write poems
about ya
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