Oct 2014
Like the car,
High social class,
Nowhere for me in the picture,
Distance is all I have to see you.
Maybe someday,
I would come in diamond dresses,
Flying in unicorns,
To take you away with me.
High social class,
Nowhere for me in the picture,
Distance is all I have to see you.
Maybe someday,
I would come in diamond dresses,
Flying in unicorns,
To take you away with me.
