Can I sing along?
To the sound of your photos and poems
Can I hold your straight face
And kiss your fiery forehead when you frown

Oh oooh
No ohh
Oh ooh
No ooh

How I wish
I’m good at guessing
Oh how I wish I’m always right
How I wish
I’m good at searching
Love on places with little light
With little light

Oh my my my dear, I miss laughing
You know I used to laugh and enjoy all the time
Oh no no no why am i so tucked in?
In your pale grey sleeves, I’m so in love

I’m so i love
With little light

No joke! Her heavy heart is all I dream
A fixed love beneath a deadpan’s burning skin
Zenith, I’ll go reaching
Zenith, I’ll go fly