Oct 2016
Countless of times,
You tend to ask,
"How much do you like me?",
I'm making sure this is the last.
"Count the stars, would you?",
And so you look up, not down,
"But it's so cloudy",
I say, "And I'm already out of town."
You tend to ask,
"How much do you like me?",
I'm making sure this is the last.
"Count the stars, would you?",
And so you look up, not down,
"But it's so cloudy",
I say, "And I'm already out of town."
BISH COUNT THE STARS AND SEE HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU.... ahem.
