Why should they care
To be up in arms
When I'm in yours?
Shouldn't we wrap us
In dreams, music
and pastel horizons?
And if must let them
Be ignorant of who
We be together.
Why should they care
To be up in arms
When I'm in yours?
Shouldn't we wrap us
In dreams, music
and pastel horizons?
And if must let them
Be ignorant of who
We be together.
