strawberry. we're red, we're orange. a mixture of a flame, but its nothing important she breaks me open, it's not anything for love now she has all the fire. And I am colorless
in form it doesn't seem to seem but do we know who it could be I see me just me but you oh standing closer to the sea window open over the settee formal fuss of the in the know oh do you know how we all live when one does go?
I'm missing my soul mate The piece from my puzzle that's incomplete Across oceans or shadowing me We'd always be unbrakeably secure Struck deep within our hearts entire And each we'd vow to forever remain impassioned and complete for here on ever My only treasure and very last desire.