Steal your clock with feeling until it is overwhelm and we won't touch my fingertips It is like we have become new friends We want you to be this way all the time, We would be found also We can twist and shout the way you squeal into my bones and it is great Goodbye! We would mention it if you were leaving and that's not all We would tell you to stay
I'm dead shut tight in the hero's window and I want your ears are with the clouds until I open up to the morning sun So this is it, then? We always remember that you are thinking about us and so we complain and mope around Your legs are cold.
That is a signal to me that is not able to utter I hope you could take us with you sometimes but you're on the opposite side of our backyard fence Pick up the phone again You will like me again We're good and I am not afraid of what I think. It will stay in my thoughts You'll give it more clock and I think of rabbits in the meadow waiting for food but I don't know how to spill the beans I want to lay an egg for them because they have a bunch of rotten eggs.
"Was that you? Looked just like you. Strange things my imagination might do."