“Trip”
I want to be great
You want to be grand
You appreciate me
When i can't really see
The hope in my heart
Cause i'm not nearly as smart
As you with your shyness
And amazingly long silence
But Ferdinand my friend
I don't often tend
To think these things through
So i’ll just say it to you
You confuse so thoroughly
That I can’t really tell
Whether i’m flying for you
Or simply falling with style
May 30, 2013
May 30, 2013 at 11:56 PM UTC
“Trip”
I want to be great
You want to be grand
You appreciate me
When i can't really see
The hope in my heart
Cause i'm not nearly as smart
As you with your shyness
And amazingly long silence
But Ferdinand my friend
I don't often tend
To think these things through
So i’ll just say it to you
You confuse so thoroughly
That I can’t really tell
Whether i’m flying for you
Or simply falling with style
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